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07 December 2007 @ 04:54 pm
Number your 12 favourite Harry Potter characters, in no particular order, and answer the questions!

1 Draco Malfoy
2 Harry Potter
3 Sirius Black
4 Severus Snape
5 Fred Weasley
6 George Weasley
7 Lucius Malfoy
8 Remus Lupin
9 Tom Riddle
10 Pansy Parkinson
11 Ron Weasley
12 Luna Lovegood

Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fanfic before?

George/Ron No, but I'm sure it exists.

2) Do you think Four is hot? How hot?

Snape? Yes. For god's sake, yes!

3) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant?

Luna getting Remus preg. No possible, but an interesting combo. The wolf would be crazier than ever.

4) Do you recall any fics about Nine?

Riddle. Just...ALL OF THEM

5) Would Two and Six make a good couple?

George and Harry. I'm sure they would. But Fred would feel left out.

6) Five/Nine or Five/Ten?

Fred/Riddle or Fred/Pansy. Neither is probable. Fred/Riddle would make a good fic though.

7) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex?

Lucius walking in on Harry and Riddle. I'm not quite sure who would be most surprised.

8) Make up a summary of a Three/Ten Fanfic.

(Pansy/Remus) Kinky.

9) Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff?

(Draco/Remus) Yeah, there was that one when Draco had a crush on Remus. It never went through, though.

10) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic.

(Lucius/Luna) ...its just not possibel...

11) What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to de-flower One?

(Snape/Draco) Mentor-turning-into-Dark Arts-personal-trainer-then-hot-sex

12) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het?

Sirius het? Does it even exist??

13) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven?

Everyone. Ron is kinda a key character...

14) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five?

(Harry/Snape/Fred) Not that I know of...

15) What might Ten scream at a moment of great passion?

Pansy, and I would assume "Draco" but you never know.

16) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?

Remus. Thriller....

17) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be?

(Harry/George/Luna) Het, slash, threesome, curruption of a minor, kinkiness, hallucinatories, changing of body parts

18) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two?

Pansy on Harry. ..good god...I can't think of a thing
28 November 2007 @ 09:38 pm
On the twelfth day of Christmas, selcier sent to me...
Twelve lotus drumming
Eleven friends piping
Ten fd3s a-leaping
Nine asians dancing
Eight scorpius a-drifting
Seven dragons a-shopping
Six legolas a-painting
Five ca-a-a-ars
Four w-inds
Three egg rolls
Two sport cars
...and a taebin in a rotary.
Get your own Twelve Days:
28 November 2007 @ 09:36 pm
In 2007, selcier resolves to...
Find a better bathurst.
Cut down on my shopping.
Volunteer to spend time with scorpius.
Lose ten sagaris by March.
Cut down to ten egg rolls a day.
Become a better tokyo.
Get your own New Year's Resolutions:
28 November 2007 @ 04:59 pm
  1. Elaborate on your default icon.
  2. G-dragon in a red hat. ^-^
  3. What's your current relationship status?
  4. single...and probably staying that way for a long time...
  5. Ever have a near-death experience?
  6. yes...hit by a car, many fatal diseases (lime disease, phnemonia)
  7. Name an obvious quality you have.
  8. obnoxiousness (and bad spelling...)
  9. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
  10. Low (...boots with the fur, the whole club was lookin` at her, she hit the floor, next ya know, shorty got low low low low lowl low low) Ahem.
  11. Any celeb you would marry?
  12. Don't really know any personally, so no
  13. Who will cut and paste this first?
  14. no one
  15. Has anyone ever said you look like a celebrity?
  16. twice. I don't know who they were talking about
  17. Do you wear a watch? What kind?
  18. used to, then I lost it in gym class. I liked that watch too.
  19. Do you have anything pierced?
  20. No, I need to work on that.
  21. Do you have any tattoos?
  22. No
  23. Do you like pain?
  24. I'm a wimp
  25. Do you like to shop?
  26. Yes...shoes (why am I so tall?!?!? Heels are my love!)
  27. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
  28. dinner with someone...I think
  29. What was the last thing you paid for with your credit card?
  30. Four DVDs. (Independence Day, A Knight's Tale, Willow, Star Wars Epsiode I...It was a sale :) )
  31. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
  32. Kevin Rumbarger
  33. What is on your desktop background?
  34. G-dragon
  35. What is the background on your cell phone?
  36. RX-7, bitches
  37. Do you like redheads?
  38. don't know any...I don't find them particularly attractive, if thats what you mean.
  39. Do you know any twins?
  40. no. Just those who girls on campus who freak me out.
  41. Do you have any weird relatives?
  42. All of them. Myself included
  43. What was the last movie you watched?
  44. Willow... "I stole a Diekini baby!"
  45. What was the last book you read?
  46. fanfiction: Oath Breaker; published: Frankenstien
  47. Is there such a thing as love at first sight, or it is more likely to be "lust at first sight"?
  48. its all bullshit
  49. What's your favorite book?
  50. published: Fire Bringer; fanfiction: Sacrifices
  51. When was the last time you visited the street where you first lived?
  52. A week ago, during Thanksgiving break
  53. When was the last time you googled your own name?
  54. never my name, I google my screen name a lot
  55. What was/is your favorite subject at school?
  56. Art, Japanese
  57. What was is your least favorite subject at school?
  58. Science anything, Prep for Business Calculus
  59. Do you like having your photograph taken?
  60. if I look good that day
  61. What time were you born?
  62. in the morning
  63. Ever seriously questioned your sanity?
  64. when I talk to myself about why I'm talking to myself
  65. How many phone numbers do you have remembered and can say off the top of your head?
  66. two, mom and one friend
  67. Can you limbo?
  68. yes (as of the last time it actually happened)
  69. Have you ever killed your own dinner?
  70. no, but I've seen it been killed
  71. How long have you been living at your current residence?
  72. three months
  73. What phobias do you have?
  74. just that everynow and then I'm afraid that everything is going to collapse (trees, buildings, hills, cars, bridges, etc.)
  75. What's your ideal breakfast?
  76. none
  77. Where are you right now?
  78. work
  79. Why do you blog?
  80. because, becuase
  81. What would you call your autobiography?
  82. That Story You Heard in the News One Time
  83. What's the longest time you've stayed out of the country/where?
  84. ten days, Great Britain
  85. Do you use ICQ, AIM, etc..?
  86. AIM about once every three months
  87. Do you have nightmares frequently?
  88. not that I remember
  89. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
  90. no, I'd think I was fucked up
  91. Which TV character could you be friends with?
  92. dunno
  93. What's on your mouse pad?
  94. ...laptop...
  95. What is your ring tone?
  96. Big Boy (a rap by Big Bang's T.O.P)
  97. What did you watch on TV last night?
  98. nothing, I slept
  99. Scary movies or happy endings?
27 November 2007 @ 04:14 pm
Initial D
Pairing: hint of Ryou/Kei
Rating: G
Summary: Holding hands is bad for big boys.

When Rousuke was 16, and Keisuke was 14, his mother informed him that he should no longer be holding the younger boy's hand. That hand holding was for little boys and that Ryousuke was no longer a little boy. Ryousuke frowned and told her that he understood. But he didn't.

Instead, he would take Keisuke back to the pool that was situated behind the family's large house. The blue water was completely surrounded by a white fence that small mulberry buses softened with their dark blossems. There, in the cool shade and silence, Ryousuke would seek out his brother's hand and whisper into his mouth about how mothers could be wrong.
Current Music: Cockney Girl by Wang LeeHom
30 July 2007 @ 03:21 pm

Title: The Right Side of the Settee

Author: Selcier

Rating: PG-13 (sexual hints, nothing graphic)

Summary: Many years after the death of the Who-Know-Who and a few years after the Boy-Who-Lived, a museum is erected to tell the fabulous tale. Unfortunatly, a married Harry living in a portrait with his family, doesn't really like his new possition on the wall.

Warnings: portrait!harry, SET AFTER DEATHLY HALLOWS, spoilers,

Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Harry/ Draco (sort-of)


Length: Longish drabble


19 April 2007 @ 10:24 pm
This is just for you...
Current Music: oon myung by Lim Jeong Hee Feat. K.Will
17 March 2007 @ 09:28 pm
So, I just got my reply back from PennState. I was accepted to Berks campus, but not to main. So...that means that I'll be going to Pittsbrg. AH!!! Its so far away!!!!

Current Music: 하루만큼만 (Just One Day) - Kangta
11 March 2007 @ 01:01 pm

Today's edition: Hot Limit by T.M.Revolution.

I downloaded acquired the mp3 to this song last week. It sat in benign horror in the corner of my iPod for three days. And then I listened to it. And I thought to myself, "Wow. This song is crazy gay." Oh, but that was only the beginning. Because, once again I was innocently browsing the intra-web (though, after listening to Hot Limit, all innocence has since been snatched away and lost forever), and I found it. Hot Limit. The PV.

So I stared at the icon in my famous "whee!" folder where I keep all things I don't want going onto my iPod. And it just kept telling me that it was the Hot Limit PV by T.M.Revolution. Except for that one time when my contact slipped and it became a different thing entirely. But that's not the point. I clicked on it, once I thought I was ready. Apparently, I was not ready, or my computer had reached its Hot Limit, which I can now name as "Gay Overload". Usually, when I watch more than one Gackt PV or try and start my porn, my computer reboots from the Gay Overload. But now, it is dubbed, "Reaching one's Hot Limit". So, T.M.'s troll-like head was frozen on my screen in all its blurred, video-opening glory as my computer swung into reboot mode. I knew this was going to be bad.

I'll spare you the rest of the details of trying to clear my history and take it off of "recently viewed" and having it keep shutting down and overload the system. Finally, my computer settled, and the video started.

It opens up. Cranes, water.


Let me just say this: T.M.Revolution is all kinds of gay. But... well, the more I think about it, the more I realize that T.M. is just Shuichi. Seriously. There's no difference. Pink hair and swoony expressions and scary outfits. They even look the same. So you can excuse him. That's just how Shuichi Makes Revolution.

Cars, driving, stuff. Then the Dancing happens. He's out in the middle of the water on this star-thing. Looking gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide. Though, judging from those pants, he has a tight ass and no sexual organs, anyway. Or he's just a woman. I think he's a woman.

So he's dancing, and singing, and doing weird hand-gestures, and touching himself. All the normal T.M. exploits. You settle in and adjust. He looks a little too happy as he caresses his outfit, but his shoes are gorgeous and I think I'd make that face if I had those shoes, too. And they close up on him, and I think... hmm, what does he remind me of?

And the water shoots out all around him. And it hits me.

Ever been to Disney World? You know those perpetually happy, sexless beings who smile and dance and sing and work the water and fireworks shows they have every evening in different places of the park? Yeah. There's T.M. He's not gay, just working at the Happiest Place on Earth. Though, I don't know why Disney would see fit to give him that outfit if there were children around.

So he's dancing, and getting progressively gayer, and they show the cameras like those behind-the-scene shots they used to show on the Disney Channel, claiming that they weren't really commercials. And a helicopter starts circling around. "Sir, let go out the outfit and step off of the big, sparkly Plexiglas star."

But no, T.M. defies them and makes an exceptionally inappropriate orgasm-face. He's here, he's gonna dance, get used to it. I was all set to screen-cap this PV along with my review, but I decided not to after I hit this part. Then he looks at the camera and I die a little.

Back to the Dance, which involves raising your arms and doing jazz-hands. I think it was actually choreographed. I really hope that T.M. does his own choreography, because I'd hate to see the guy standing there, "No, no, no, thilly, you gots to arch your back like ya gettin' rode on it.. like this, look." It actually kind of looks like he's powering up and going into Super Saiyan mode, or something. Some horrible climax will occur, regardless.

You know, now that I think about it, it's entirely possible that T.M. is not the one the helicopter guys are after. Perhaps some cold-blooded killer or Mana lives on that beach, and they brought T.M. out there to drive them into fits of insanity and come out with their hands up. "His legs are blinding me, make it stop!"

And the video reaches its half-way point. Feel free to take a snack break.

More water shoots out. I start to feel that the PV is long and mundane. But Takanori Nishikawa ain't havin' it. He throws his hands up over his head and slowly rotates his hips around and around and gyrates, a move that would have sent me into a seething mass of ecstasy, if it were being done by, say... anyone else. And his star explodes. One of the Plexiglas folds goes flying off. I'd run away, too.

More water, more happy, and his hair gets kind of wet as he runs his fingers through it. It's like a sexy exercize video, or he's a woman on the loose, enjoying her Caribbean vacation. Maybe this is one of those advertisements inviting you to Jamaica. Or warning you to stay the hell away.

And then... T.M. starts flaming. No, really. It gets night-time, he has a mic stand, and he's flaming. Actual fire. Day-time T.M. drops to his knees in complete and total submission to his own Burning Bush.

The mic stand is thrown, and it comes back. His outfit looks a bit... more burgundy, more like an actual picture of Shuichi I've seen. The dancing gets more intense and you know that he... means... business. (If any of you get that joke, I will be your slave forever.)

Lights all around, and he strokes his own face, sticking his fingers in his mouth and sighing with orgasmic bliss. That boy loves himself. And I am proud of him, for whatever reason. Perhaps he's reached his Hot Limit, now? Oh, no. Not before a full-on penis shot. It's behind a thin layer of bound burgundy ace-bandage, but it's there.

Something else flies through the air with the burst of water. I think maybe it's fish jumping. Hoping for their own deaths, no doubt. It's probably just glitter. And then the water cannons just go all out, spraying whenever they want and getting all over poor little T.M. The analogy is about as challenging to figure out as all the confetti being thrown on the audience in Vanilla Live after Gackt declares he's came.

I wish Gackt were here.

T.M. falls to the ground. The end.

Yep, that's it. That's the whole fucking thing. And it's scary as hell. I mean, I myself being a strange, small, pale, red-headed fag of a boy, and I feel violated. But... if you think you can handle it, or you want to see, in that morbid curiosity we all have, do click below.