| In The Eye Of The Beholder |
[May. 31st, 2009|04:21 pm] |
Title: “In the eye of the beholder”
Author: illuins_lair
Pairing: Orlando/Elijah, (Viggo)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Feelings between men are dangerous, are they not?
Summary: Orlando and Elijah are unaware of the language between them. Viggo translates through his senses...
Disclaimer 1: Yes I´m the ultimate observer. I have seen it happen and I know it all. Only in my head of course. Please don´t sue my brain, it is all I have. Sadly no money made from it either.
Disclaimer 2: I don´t know if sculptured bedsheets are something Viggo would ever come up with. But if that is the case, I most definitely would like to have one.
A/N: Beta´ed by the amazing randomdarling Special Thanks and a sculpture all for you..)
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| Because. You. Know. You. Want. To. Know. |
[May. 28th, 2009|03:55 pm] |
Just some updates in case anyone will make a movie out of my life one day:
And yes: I am here for the slash. To indulge in it. To admire the talent of others. And to at last - give the well-deserved feedback I have been missing out on.
And Yes: Might also produce a large amount of poetry (or whatever people want to call it).
And Yes: Maybe my daily philosophic rambles will terrorize anyone who dares to open Pandora’s Box of unsolved mysteries.
Just started out here on my quest and feel like I am still in diapers. Hate computers. Hate technical stuff. But I love to read and write. And that means I am forced to struggle on! Just recently opened an account on Lj (a decade or so after everyone else) and then I stumbled in here also.. guh it never ends.. But i will go through. Have been lurking around for so many years without beeing really part of it, meaning sharing the obsessions. Of course no one knows me (never said a word, did I?), but I feel that I know quite a few. I KNOW - Pathetic.
Will post occationally, since I just recently started to take the fanfic-writing a bit more serious. Meaning: I have to revise that enormous pile of unfinished unedited annoying WIP´s. And we all know what it means to be soooo selfconcious about publishing and critical to the end of time.. *bites nails*
Yeah, but first the suicidal part of trying to figure out all these necessary technical arrangements among the immense possibilitíes to not arrive further today then yesterday (Took me around a week to understand the darn Lj-cut, - that saying alot..)
*drinks the 5th cup of coffea*
Jesus, I am going to be a maniac in so many ways.. Have patience with me people! *digs in piles on the desk*
For anywone who cares and for your concerns only:
I have an unhealthy fascination with orlijah issues. It may be because I have a long-term obsession with everything Orlando. And sometimes vigorli sneaks into my head. And sometimes whatever pairing is fine. Mostly Lotrps/rpf.
I am obsessed with treasures. Especially: Sentences. Beautiful pictures/things/people. Gestures. Moments.
Other than that useful information, i am just the slightest_bit_insane and can drown myself in poetry, Tolkien´s works (and I mean the original), fashion, human rights, fairies, masquerades and a billion other non-related subjects. At any time. Which makes me almost impossible to define. And that´s ok. If there is something i can confess being, it is that. And yes - i also have a life. Not that it is that grand or even close to that full potential-stuff, but damn.. i´m working on that too! Drop me a line, i might be a lovely friend indeed, despite all of my human flaws |
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| The Age Of Sneaking Around Is Over |
[May. 28th, 2009|03:39 pm] |
Yes. I’ve been hiding. For years as it turned out to be. Didn’t mean to stay in the shadows for that long. Sorry. And no, I’m not really sorry either. You see, I’ve been doing research, I’ve been living in the outer world, the real world that is (so much to see to, so much to do!) - and suddenly i have just come to a point in life - call it what u will, but yes, I’m here and no - I don’t know why. I just am. Suddenly it came to me the need to speak (annoying son of a bitch). It became a bit boring to just write for myself and I guess it is indeed time to let that creativity flow a little further. Just want to salute you all - you have been such a great inspiration during the hard times and through the good ones, never leaving my side (although not knowing it either - which makes me a bit pathetic yes..?). Whatever.. Well i wasn´t really hiding, just biding my time and not actually having anything of importance to say that haven’t been said already. (That’s by the way a very bad excuse indeed - so many stories were leaving me speechless or overloaded by adjectives during my years of sneaking in here) So, I finally decided to emerge from the depth, where i was soaking up words and sentences of gold, reading my eyes red and plotting all by myself for an eternity. Now that i got tired of being quiet, i´m afraid that i won´t ever shut up from now on. I have been here so many times that i lost count and yet, i feel so refreshed every time I’m back. Enough with kind words. I’m here whether you’ll like it or not. But I just.. love you all so dearly its even ridiculous.. *jumps out of closet*
Soon enough darlings i will embark on my quest. Unleashed at last. |
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| Fic: Reversed Cruci-fiction |
[May. 28th, 2009|12:06 am] |
Title: “Reversed Cruci-fiction”
Author: illuins_lair
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Gay gay gay. Sexuality. And bad language. Dangerous feelings. Yes?
Paring: Orlando/Elijah
Summary: In the beginning there was the end.. A backward reflection of events.
Disclaimer: Yes i know everything about them. I own them. I am the little invisible fairy that sits on their shoulders, hearing everything and sees it all. Please don´t sue me for that. I´m just pretending. And i´m not making any money from it although i should really need some. That´s my sad life.
( Reversed Cruci-fiction ) |
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