She's a Wicked Girl, worst in all the world

....I have the strongest, most bizarre urge to read some Ladd/Firo fic right now. Ladd/Firo fic with kissing. Kissing that isn't necessarily entirely consensual on one side.








yeah i love how i never post here, and then suddenly post this. lololol.

Will eventually be a post-CFUD HanaKimi/Baccano! crossover, but I loved this snippet so much that I wanted to post it somewhere on it's own.

...and i swear this will eventually stop distracting me from finishing my ALREADY late KF prompt :(

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The world had changed so much, and Luck had gradually changed with it. He rarely combed his hair back like he had in the 30s, and he'd eventually given up finely-tailored suits for more casual dress. But it was his eyes that had changed the most. They were sadder now, and he laughed a lot less freely than he had before Claire had died. It had taken him a long time to get over his brother's death. He had spent so much of your life hearing that the world would never allow Claire's death, that when the time actually came, Luck had almost wished the world would end with Claire.

someday, i will be a broke, starving, substance-abusing, chain-smoking, musician who bangs on a piano until the neighbors complain, and then climbs up onto the roof of some crappy falling down apartment building in the middle of the night to scream lyrics over traffic, hoping the stars will hear me.

i have had the overwhelming need to create lately.

i've been spending hours and hours on my keyboard, making noise or writing music (three songs in two days. wow.)

i've got a costume to sew for next weekend and have been itching to get started on that.

i want to paint, but don't have any paints or canvas or place in which to do so.

i need to write more, but nothing that comes out manages to dull this feeling.

i don't know if i can even explain how i feel - as usual - but i feel... incomplete? if i'm not making something, lately.


i'm having a hard time convincing myself it's time to sleep because i feel like i should be making something instead.

i'm also running low on candles, because rather than have lights on at night, i keep about eight or nine candles lit on the shelves around my bed, and burn incense.

mm.

So! As I'm sure last night's disappointingly poor-quality Livejournal phonepost gave away, I went to a concert last night. Howie Day came to perform at my former university, and Krista bought me a ticket.

She and Wiles picked me up and we went out to her place, and then to Concord for some errands first (where "errands" means "taking Wiles to buy Silent Hill 5 and shop for a dildo for Niki because she lost their bet") and wound up finding Digital Devil Saga 1 and 2 for a lot cheaper than I'd found them for online. I spazzed a little when I found them |DD They were tucked away in a corner of the used game walls, and I spotted them while just about to leave. soexcited omg. Will have to exercise self-control and finish .hack//infection fir-- oh who am i kidding there are 3 more .hack games in that series that I don't own yet. I'm totally starting DDS when I get home.

BUT ANYWAY yeah the concert was fucking amazing. I had my camera with me, and flash photograph and recordings surprisingly weren't prohibited in Hanaway Theatre, so I took a couple videos and pictures of the friend of Howie's who opened for him (talented kid! He did a cover of Radiohead's "Exit Music For a Film", which thanks to Zenia is one of my favourite songs at the moment) and a TON of videos and pictures of Howie himself (though I burned through my good quality video really quick, so the latter half of the concert was filmed in compact camera mode: no live zoom, and poor video quality.
But oh god. He does some AMAZING stuff. It was just him and his guitar up there - no band, and he had a series of effect pedals at his feet so he could record himself, play it back, and them harmonize with himself. God, it was beautiful. He sang a BUNCH of stuff off the new album he just got back from recording in London, which was all brilliant. I've actually bought all of his albums (SHOCK AND AWE) ever since I first saw him way back when I was a kid and he was opening for a Mandy Moore concert don't fucking judge me okay i was like 12. and selling CDs and signing autographs during her show, so I can't wait to get ahold of his new one, when it's out.

I'll have to upload video later so I can share some of the super awesome stuff he did. A lot of it really took my breath away. He's really a music artist. ;;b SOAWESOME.


After that a bunch of us went out to a bar and had drinks and chinese food, and I caught up with people i haven't seen in months, which was awesome ♥♥♥ This is the first time I've been back to Plymouth since I moved back home, so it's good to see everyone, even if some people decided they didn't want to come out to see me. Crashed in Krista's room for the night, since she was too tired and drunk to drive me back to Belmont, and I think we're going to go see the school's production of Hamlet today \o/ Good times~


ALSO CRY FUCK YOU WOLF IS FUCKING EPIC. B-BEST GAME EVER OMG I LOVE EVERYONE. WANT TO PLAY IN ANOTHER OCTOBER GAME OMG.

kinkfest Fic Claims:

Nov. 4: Baccano! - Luck/Claire - gagging - they'll come running if you're too loud
Nov 16: Baccano! - Firo/Luck - friends with benefits - "You still haven't kissed her?"
Nov 17: Baccano! - Luck/Firo - bondage with tie or suspenders - just playing around



....Must decide if I can write Claire well enough to claim another one that I'm eyeing, as well. >> siiiiigh |D

SO YEAH LOOK I'M DOUBLEPOSTING FROM MY LJ may as well. hey why not.

Subject is an actual text conversation between myself and pie. o i crack myself up.

So! As a number of you heard, I was in a car accident yesterday night!

One minute we were fine, and Jake and I were delightfully bitching away about the car in front of us being a slowass, and the next minute, the car was pulled off the side of the road by a jagged 4ish inch edge of ripped up, broken tar that was suddenly underneath my passenger side tires. Jake and I were fine, but the front passenger tire is pretty fucked up, the back one is flat at the very least, and the car was leaking transmission fluid.

Luckily, the guy whos yard we wound up in was very nice, and arranged to have a buddy of his tow the car to an autobody about half a mile down the road. He also helped me figure out what the hell to do, since car accident + brother's car + pissy family = I was freaking out on the inside. A lot.
Also, we were apparently the third car in a week to hit the same spot and wind up in his yard, needing a tow. Good job, Loudon road maintenence.

Since I had my camera with me, I photographed and took video of the road, even though I'm sure it looks worse in person than on camera. Also wound up taking an awful mini videoblog of Jake and I walking part of the mile and a half back to 106, in hopes of getting to Dunkin Donuts before Linda (Krista and Jake's mum) arrived to drive us to the fair. (We made it almost the whole way before she showed up. Alas! No Dunkin Donuts.)

Will upload the video (probably in two parts) in a bit, for those who want to see it and don't mind rambling and horrendous camera work that would make the Blair Witch Project and Cloverfield look well done.


The Deerfield Fair was otherwise delightful. I had a lot of awesome food (BUFFALO BURGERS ARE AMAZING.) and got nifty shiny things (5 vials of perfume oils, 2 pairs of earrings - one of which is for pie ♥, a ring that somehow seemed to fit better when I tried it on than when I got it home, and Krista bought me a delicious smelling bar of facial soap.), and generally enjoyed myself.
Linda said I looked happy, when we were shopping for perfume oils. Being told I look happy is a rare, good thing.

LOL

INSANE JOURNAL.



WHO BETS I'LL NEVER USE THIS?


Entries of actual substance can be found at my livejournal.

This journal's mainly in use for 1931, kinkfest, and because laylah and mahokiwi told me to get one.

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