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you're so cute when you're sedated, dear
yours is the only version of my desertion that i could ever subscribe to
01 January 2013 @ 10:21 pm
19 June 2012 @ 11:58 am
fandom. Fullmetal Alchemist
subject. Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang
title. Build Each One of My Days Out of Hope (And I Give That Hope Your Name)
notes. I started this about a year ago and let it fall by the wayside until a few of my favorite tumblr darlings recently watched Brotherhood and I got re-inspired. This one gave me a lot of grief, but I think it turned out alright (narrowly avoided wrapping it all up with a super trite soaring post-rock tune - phew!). My biggest concern in putting this together was letting it stray too far into more-sap-than-a-maple-tree territory, so a lot got left on cutting room floor. There are no outright declarations to be found here, just healthy heapings of angst mingling with tenacious idealism and grit and subdued (but ever present) affection. The first half languishes and dwells a bit on the past, but the second half is all about overcoming and moving forward in symbiotic partnership, because there is work to be done and there are ideals to strive for. Idk, eloquence ain't really my bag, but hopefully this speaks well enough for itself.

( i believe in your victoryCollapse )
subject. Riza Hawkeye/Roy Mustang
title. Build Each One of My Days Out of Hope (And I Give That Hope Your Name)
notes. I started this about a year ago and let it fall by the wayside until a few of my favorite tumblr darlings recently watched Brotherhood and I got re-inspired. This one gave me a lot of grief, but I think it turned out alright (narrowly avoided wrapping it all up with a super trite soaring post-rock tune - phew!). My biggest concern in putting this together was letting it stray too far into more-sap-than-a-maple-tree territory, so a lot got left on cutting room floor. There are no outright declarations to be found here, just healthy heapings of angst mingling with tenacious idealism and grit and subdued (but ever present) affection. The first half languishes and dwells a bit on the past, but the second half is all about overcoming and moving forward in symbiotic partnership, because there is work to be done and there are ideals to strive for. Idk, eloquence ain't really my bag, but hopefully this speaks well enough for itself.

( i believe in your victoryCollapse )
10 May 2012 @ 01:53 pm
Fandom. Harry Potter
Subject. The Sisters Black
Title. Of Cutthroat Ilk
Notes. JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WAS DONE WITH THESE LADIES (as if) (never ever). This mix has been in the making for what must be something like three years now. I was going to write something of a companion fic to go along with it, and I do have bits and pieces of my efforts floating around, but these days everything I write looks and sounds to me like something a preschooler might've scribbled out on wide-ruled paper with a fucking crayon, so. No fic for now, but in a nutshell: this is the story of Bellatrix, wild and proud to a fault, who chose to dance and drown in depths the rest of her family dared only dabble in; of Narcissa, masked (later armored) in icy hauteur, who understood the family words better than anyone - because toujours is not achieved without subtle endurance, without the will to remain; and of Andromeda, who questioned and challenged, and lost a great deal for it.
BLAH BLAH BLAH I don't want to be a giant windbag about this, so I'll wrap this up by saying this is allllllll for Lainey, who, despite her near-constant insistence to the contrary, is in FACT the actual best. Don't tell her I told you this, but she's kind of my muse, shhh. She's the reason I finally got my act together and finished this monster. I love her dearly for all she does and all she createsand all the praise she showers me with whut.

( sisters three are weCollapse )
Subject. The Sisters Black
Title. Of Cutthroat Ilk
Notes. JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WAS DONE WITH THESE LADIES (as if) (never ever). This mix has been in the making for what must be something like three years now. I was going to write something of a companion fic to go along with it, and I do have bits and pieces of my efforts floating around, but these days everything I write looks and sounds to me like something a preschooler might've scribbled out on wide-ruled paper with a fucking crayon, so. No fic for now, but in a nutshell: this is the story of Bellatrix, wild and proud to a fault, who chose to dance and drown in depths the rest of her family dared only dabble in; of Narcissa, masked (later armored) in icy hauteur, who understood the family words better than anyone - because toujours is not achieved without subtle endurance, without the will to remain; and of Andromeda, who questioned and challenged, and lost a great deal for it.
BLAH BLAH BLAH I don't want to be a giant windbag about this, so I'll wrap this up by saying this is allllllll for Lainey, who, despite her near-constant insistence to the contrary, is in FACT the actual best. Don't tell her I told you this, but she's kind of my muse, shhh. She's the reason I finally got my act together and finished this monster. I love her dearly for all she does and all she creates

( sisters three are weCollapse )
19 April 2012 @ 01:59 pm
Fandom. Game of Thrones/A Song of Ice and Fire
Subject. Loras Tyrell/Renly Baratheon/Margaery Tyrell
Title. Bathe Us In Innocent Song
Notes. Because Mimi asked, and I felt inclined to oblige~~.

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Subject. Loras Tyrell/Renly Baratheon/Margaery Tyrell
Title. Bathe Us In Innocent Song
Notes. Because Mimi asked, and I felt inclined to oblige~~.

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