psalm_onethirtyone: (Annie with Red Hair)
My roommate is eating chips and the food noises are making me homicidal (and I could go downstairs like I usually do and hang out with [livejournal.com profile] isjusterin, but I need to call my parents, which is not producing any happy feelings either), SO HERE IS A MEME.

Give me a pairing and I will tell you:

who is the big spoon/little spoon
what is their favorite non-sexual activity
who uses all the hot water in the morning
what they order from take out
what is the most trivial thing they fight over
who does most of the cleaning
what has a season pass in their DVR
who controls the netflix queue
who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working
who steals the blankets
who leaves their stuff around
who remembers to buy the milk
who remembers anniversaries
psalm_onethirtyone: (Annie with Red Hair)
So I finally finished the last book in Gerald Morris' Arthurian series. I had been getting steadily more disappointed, as the last three or four books were kind of awful, but the last one was actually really good. I mean, evil!2-D!Mordred, but I've really given up on that front. And yeah. I cried. At my client's house, stealthily, while she was napping and watching The Waltons. >_> I would say Mr. Morris has seen himself off with a pleasing dignity.

BUT now I am all sad b/c all my dumb Arthurian boys are dead, so obvs. this is your cue to ask for porn of them, as I am doing: THIS MEME (which shall be called This Meme):

01 » Submit a pairing (or threesome, or solo person) and a prompt by replying to this post.

02 » Please use the following format: fandom, pairing, prompt.

03 » I'll then reply with five* sentences of smut.
[The original meme does say that you can request gen/other non-smutty things, but I'll say straight up that I'd prefer to flex my porn muscles (that was a TERRIBLE thing to say) and so would prefer that request. Having said that, y'all can of course request whatever you'd like, and I may even turn some requests into gen depending on how I feel about my ability to write the smut. Also, I guess "solo person" here refers to masturbation in the context of smut? Which I'm fine with too!] <-- so said [livejournal.com profile] blindmadness and [livejournal.com profile] julietveiled, so say I.

04 » If I can't do the prompt then I will beg for your forgiveness, and offer it up to others let you select another if you'd like.

This is not really restricted to Arthuriana. I also write Sherlock, Westmark, certain historical novels, Shakespeare, and can probably be conned into others if you remind me of what they are (when I'm done I will tag this post with the appropriate fandoms).
psalm_onethirtyone: (Slightly Confuzzled - Holly Brook)
Oh, kittens. I swear I am going to respond to the comments left on my two previous posts, I am just terribly distractable and tired right now. So have a collection of diverting things that I have made from the internets:

1. A meme.

Pick one of my current rp characters and I will:

(a) Three facts about them from my personal fanon.
(b) A reason they're amazing.
(c) Five things that I'd like to see happen to them.
(d) Three people that I might ship that character with and why.


I'll probably do old characters, too, if you ask; I am pliable that way.

2. A tumblr.

Fuck Yeah, Benedict Cumberbatch. Oooh yeah.

3. A game.

I had sex with Oprah.

4. Photography.

Hummingbirds, it turns out, are as derpy as the rest of us.

5. A Polyvore.

This always makes me happy.

6. A fanfiction.

Raj/Howard, Big Bang Theory. Yesssss.

7. A request.

I'm almost done with a Holmes/Watson Sherlock fanfic, would anyone mind beta-reading it for me?
psalm_onethirtyone: (OTP ZOMGWTFBBQ)
Give two characters from any of my fandoms and I will tell you-- no matter how ridiculous the pairing-- the following about their first child (if they are canonically a couple with children, I will make up an uncanon child.)
A. Name
B. Zodiac Sign and/or Hogwarts House
C. Circumstances of Conception
D. PB/Appearance
E. Three Random Facts


RPs count as fandoms. >_> I am having a bad day and don't want to deal with homework, what.

Also, upload me your favourite song of the moment, then post this on your journal so I can do the same.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Little Breezes Dusk and Shiver)
Meme, robbed from [livejournal.com profile] eremon_lass. Also, to-morrow is Posting Of Tonnes Of Fic Day, so beware. There are horrors.

Also, I have been having nighttime crashes like crazy lately, I don't even know what. Dear Brain: can I please not get depressed at night for a few days? That would be nice. Love, me.

1. Write down the names of 10 characters.
2. Write a fic of fifteen words or less for every prompt [the last one goes over by two words, but
I don't care], using the characters determined by the numbers. Do NOT read the prompts before you do step 1.

1. Sagramore
2. Ragnelle
3. Galahad
4. Dinadan
5. Kay
6. Mordred
7. Arthur
8. Lancelot
9. Guenever
10. Agravain


This was harder than it looks. O_o )
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
Style meme!

Silliness! Britannia folks only, this go-around )

And, bonus, one for [livejournal.com profile] mhari:

Laura Ross
Height: 5'10"
Build: Thin, but sturdy, and highly muscular
Hair: Long, red, and prone to tangles
Style: Sweaters and jeans. She prefers dark colours, blacks, browns, greys, subdued greens and navys, and the occasional porridge-y beige. Clothes are very much not her thing.
Pajamas: In the Army she slept in her uniform pants and an undershirt. As a civilian, she wears a long cotton/poly green nightgown of her mother's, and it always makes her feel weird.

---

in other news, I am finally not sick again--apparently, you subject your body to one little bout of hypoglycaemia on a Friday and you spend the next three days dying of a fever and massive digestive system trauma. Also, I'm allergic to bee stings after all. My hand is finally not the size of a grapefruit any more, but pffffffft.
psalm_onethirtyone: (The Perfect Pool)
People I am participating in the fictional love meme please do this for me I will love you for-ever.

Seriously. This meme is amazing and I will shower you with squids.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Hear that Meta?)
Hey, look! I don't want to finish this essay!

three kisses.
❤ give me one of my characters and one of yours. [or several of either and I will mix & match]
❤ i will write three short snippets.
❤ each snippet will feature a kiss.


pick 12 characters and answer the sex/romantical questions meme. RP characters this time through, from a potpourri of games. (I suppose if you needed any inspiration for the above...) Robbed off [livejournal.com profile] skaryma, both of them.

1. Gaheris
2. Ivy Statton
3. Mickle
4. Magdalen Kohlrabi
5. Sagramore
6. Lynette (space!Lynette, not Arthurian!Lynette)
7. Zara
8. Alex Moore
9. Phoena
10. Jim Brown
11. Agravain
12. Linden Kohlrabi

shut up i'm boring--answers under cut )
psalm_onethirtyone: (Narwhals Narwhals Swimmin' in the Ocean)
[when you see this, post a poem in your journal]

Sonnet XLIII

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.

--Edna St. Vincent Millay

---

Tuesday I am going to Doylestown! Won't that be exciting.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Little Breezes Dusk and Shiver)
Robbed this meme from [livejournal.com profile] skaryma. Seeing as I am DYING from the plague Liz gave me, I do not have a lot to do besides lie in bed expiring.

Give two characters from any of my fandoms and I will tell you-- no matter how ridiculous the pairing-- the following about their first child (if they are canonically a couple with children, I will make up an uncanon child.)
A. Name
B. Zodiac Sign and/or Hogwarts House
C. Circumstances of Conception
D. PB/Appearance
E. Three Random Facts


RPs count as fandoms.
psalm_onethirtyone: (We've Got Magic to Do)
Post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence. So yeah, there are more than these, but they're the only ones that are presentable right now. >_>

1. All day in Gibeah I paced in my room, trying to accustom myself to the weight of my body without my armour.

2. Before the supper is over, he’s slurring words in Sagramore’s ear incautiously, hands in his lap, and it’s Sagramore who politely tells his wife that he’s been celebrating too much, who throws her the winning, reassuring smile, who kisses her cheeks and wishes her joy.

3. “Sir Sagramore. I heard it said you return to Camelot next to-morrow.”

“Well, yes. I always go when I’m out of favour.” He tries his best not to sound like a jilted milkmaid, but even so it rings reproachful.

4. “What am I supposed to do, kiss his hand?” Mal asks, letting his voice twang in the way that irritates Inara the most. “I don’t know the protocol for menfolk of the night.”

5. He didn’t feel like a bad father most of the time, but then there were these days when he couldn’t take Annika to school, and the one memorable year when he’d been too sick for her seventh birthday, and she and Emory had played Jenga in his room and eaten store-bought cake out of the box with plastic forks, and they’d all sung Happy Birthday as softly as they could to keep his headache from getting worse.

6. When Amanda is born, Laurie Jean won’t let Jim hold her.

7. It’s all tangled up with the other memories into a thick dusty skein that he can’t properly unravel, and all he can swear for sure is that there were brothers, and that his father left--he thinks his father left--when he was five, but he isn’t sure, because Lot died, and it could be that just colours what he knows about Mr. Wilkinson, or thinks he knows.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Love)
Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like you. then re-post this and spread the love.

Why do I always stay up hell of late right before my seven a.m. class? See also: I LOVE THIS SONG. I have been listening to it for the last four hrs straight.
psalm_onethirtyone: (And Didn't it Shine?)
So this meme is that you get a letter, and then you post seven songs beginning with that letter. I, unfortunately, have no sense of proportion, and also had more than seven songs that I wanted to post, so. I doubled it. I feel that these are all fairly iconic songs to me--songs I really remember.

My letter was M.

Mr. Jones, Counting Crows. Normally I find Counting Crows a little whiny and undistinguished, but I love this song. It reminds me of a Picasso painting, and not just because of the reference.

Maybelline, Chuck Berry. This is the most awesome song ever. Ever.

Mack the Knife, Bobby Darin. The CD this song comes from is one of the first my father ever bought me, and I always remembered this song. I've heard the real version, too, but something about Bobby Darin's whooping and the creepy texture of the song against his manic rendering makes it really, really distinctive to me. And kind of scares me, too.

Martha, Tom Waits. I love Tom Waits' weird gravelly voice, and I think this is one of the saddest and most beautiful songs I have in my collection. Also it always makes me think of [livejournal.com profile] softerthansound.

Major Tom, Shiny Toy Guns. This song is the sequel (threequel?) to David Bowie's Space Oddity and Ashes to Ashes, and I mostly just completely love it. Also it's creepy too.

Mr Levon, Shawn Colvin. I think this song is about the personification of regret. It's also creepy. I like creepy, atmospheric songs. >_>

Modern Don Juan, Buddy Holly. Buddy Holly was one of the first musicians I listened to on a regular basis, and this song cracks me up. It's so silly and fun. And silly.

Me and the Major, Belle and Sebastian. I find this very powerful.

Mira, Carnival. And this song is just--sweet and sad and inexpressibly awesome. Also, her voice is totally weird, but I like it anyway.

Manic Monday, the Bangles. This was MY SONG while I was working this summer. It so truly described the way I felt. And my intense hatred of being a functional, professional human being when I wanted to die.

Misery Loves Company, Emilie Autumn. Emilie Autumn is so gloriously over the top and so self-aware of it. And this song is a perfect example of that.

Me and Bobby McGee, the Grateful Dead. This is Bob Weir's version of the song, which is not Janis Joplin's, which is the best. On the other hand, Bob Weir has a great voice, and I love the Grateful Dead's music. And Rockin' the Rhine was a fantastic tour, UNLIKE SOME.

My Way Out, David Usher. I feel like David Usher's songs, at least the ones I have, really speak to the working class and a desire for something bigger and more and wanting to break away but being kept still by your relationships and responsibilities. This song and Fast Car are two of my very favourites of his.

Mr. Brightside, the Killers. One of the first real rock songs I ever listened to. This is a good song to belt along to in the car. >_>

Tag if you want a letter of your own!

POST SCRIPT to the person who bought me paid time, why are you people always anonymous so I can't say thank you? THANK YOU ANYWAY. ♥ ♥ ♥
psalm_onethirtyone: (Slightly Confuzzled - Holly Brook)
Maria: So it's kind of a weird episode, right, there are all these planetary ambassadors and some of them are really disturbing.
Soujin: Oh?
Maria: Yeah, this one looks like a pig but with soulless pits where its eyes should be. I think I'll have nightmares about it.
Soujin: Oh, come on, you love pigs. How bad can it OH HOLY JESUS IT'S LIKE LOOKING INTO A BLACK HOLE OF PUPPY MURDERS
Maria: (with her hands over her eyes) I told you so, didn't I.

~

[Spock is basically totally unconcerned that Hyde!Kirk has attempted to rape Yeoman Rand]
Soujin: Spock, you suck.
Maria: He can't help it. Vulcans are desensitised. It happens to them every time they get a firm handshake.

~

LOL FOR-EVER, flist. I cannot stop giggling every time I see this article or references thereto. Unfortunately, I can't make the poll results load on this computer, so someone please tell me whether Sherlock Holmes is gay or not.

~

Meme I stole off [livejournal.com profile] saucynuisance:
♀ comment with a character of mine. (Any game)
♂ receive three bits of trivia about their sexuality:
practices, preferences, experiences, fantasies, kinks, etc


~

Meme I stole off [livejournal.com profile] gileonnen:

I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that you think should be obvious, but you have no idea about. I promise true answers.

~

If I shipped Spock/McCoy, which I do, I would have to say that Mirror, Mirror is one of the best episodes ever to use in a ship manifesto. "No! We can't leave evil, beardy Spock here to die! I'll save him, even if that means I get stuck in a parallel universe for-ever in which everybody wears sparkly uniforms!" "McCoy, no! We've got to go!" "Not until I save Spock!" [Spock is saved] "Dr., I'm going to mind-meld with you. It will be disturbingly sexy."

~

Also they're making a Gunsmoke movie. Hold me.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Red-Letter Day of Wishing)
Post the first line of a story here, and I'll write the next five. No context or prompts, just a line, and if I don't twig who it is then you'll get something slightly surreal back! -- stolen off [livejournal.com profile] skaryma.

Slept literally almost all of to-day, except I did go to church; and Daphne preached a really beautiful sermon that I didn't expect. Our reading to-day was the one about David, how David's all "I've got a house of cedar and the Ark of the Covenant is in a tent! We've got to build a sort of palace thing for it!" and Nathan's all, "Sounds like a good idea to me!" and then God says, "No, look, if I'd wanted a house of cedar I would have asked for one: I want you to be the one with a proper house. As for me, I've travelled with the Israelites all over the place in this tent and tabernacle, and I'm perfectly well honoured to keep on doing the same thing, ready to move on with my people whenever it's time to move on." (And then our New Testament reading was from one of the letters to the Ephesians, all about how there's considerable mistrust between Jews and gentiles but under Christ the idea of stranger can be broken down, because cultural differences cede to this brotherhood in Christ and we should help each other and build up each other's churches and cities and embrace the connexion we've discovered (then-Jews/early-Christians, not present day Jews, since obvs. present day Jews don't have the whole Jesus is the Christ thing going on).)

Anyway, Daphne's sermon was all about how these days we put so much importance on our churches, and it's all right to do that, but we have to remember that if all our churches were taken away from us we would still have God, because we are the tabernacles, we are the tents, and God is within all of us being carried around by us whenever we go somewhere; that we are never without God in our travels, we are like the Israelites, and we will always be the best and most holy home for God; that we should honour each other and take care of ourselves because of that. She touched on the Ephesians with that, and even worked in the Gospel reading about the crowds travelling after Jesus.

I ended up being really glad I went, even though I was barely conscious. As soon as we got home, though, I went back to bed and slept to about five-thirty, which is kind of awful. But then I cleaned the bathroom, so that was moderately productive.
psalm_onethirtyone: (We've Got Magic to Do)
Ten facts about me that you probably don't know:

1. I have a xenophilia kink. A lot. This is probably one of the biggest reasons I like multifandom roleplays, and also why I find Spock/Kirk so attractive: Spock's anatomy is roughly human, but Vulcans have sex with their hands. Bwee! &c.

2. I'm afraid of elevators. I have tried but still can find absolutely no rational basis for this fear.

3. I once gave a sermon to a nursing home because the priest failed to show. I don't remember a lot about it, but I think the general gist was that when you're sick or dying and you're so tired of being sick and you think that God doesn't love you or is punishing you or something, that isn't the case.

4. I actually did go to public school for four years. They were not the best four years of my life.

5. I weigh, give or take a little, about ten pounds less than I did on the first day I started dieting, shortly after my fourteenth birthday. Since then we have spent literally thousands of dollars on medicine, psychiatrists, therapists, and hospital stays. It was not worth it. It will never, never have been worth it.

6. I have hyperacuism for sounds and textures. I was diagnosed over spring break but I never told anybody.

7. I played piano for five years. If you asked me to-day to find middle C, I would have absolutely no clue.

8. I would love to have a pet snake. I think snakes are really, really beautiful, and I love the texture of their skins and the way they taste the air. A girl at school has one and he likes to burrow holes in his bedding and create catacombs. Also, she let me hold him once, and he went down my shirt and curled up in my bra because it was warm there. He was such a sweetheart. As a farmer's daughter, I've grown up with the mindset that snakes are your friend, and whenever I see them sunning themselves on the road I chase them off. Otherwise people will try to hit them. I am always really sad when I see a snake hit on the road, because you know someone probably did it on purpose; people don't try to hit the fuzzy stuff, like rabbits and squirrels, but they sure as hell go out of their way to hit snakes.

9. Of all my characters, I'm most like Sagramore. I would love for this not to be true, but it is. And that's (one of) the reason(s) I don't drink: I'm ninety-five percent sure I would abuse alcohol if I drank it. That's also the reason I don't wear my seatbelt in the car, why I always take double the recommended dose of aspirin, and why I sometimes stay up all night to dare my brain to function on whatever grasp of sleep I give it. Also why I walk across the street in front of cars, also why I fall in love so freely (and usually unsuccessfully), also why I feel like I could handle parenthood fairly well, also why Sagramore is so utterly paralysed by the idea of being alone when he needs someone. He has most of my phobias, and I have most of his behaviours. So yeah, that should turn out well for us.

10. I hate peanut butter in sweet foods. I only like it in savoury foods. Peanut butter chicken? yesplz! Peanut butter chocolate? urk.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Dye My Eyes and Call Me Pretty)
Meme from [livejournal.com profile] saucynusiance: Go to textsfromlastnight and choose one to use as a prompt and I will write you fic off it. Give a character/pairing/whatnot.

OMT day was good--I know some actual therapies now! how crazy is that? Crazy. Also, being protein-starved, I ate six ribs and a plate of pulled pork at the luncheon. >_> On the plus side, I definitely feel more alert. So I think I really was getting low on protein/iron.

My attic is incredibly hot, though. Have put the fan in the window and hope it helps.

Astonishingly bored.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Gold-Sun Glory in the Wind)
Name a character in comments and I will tell you five things that character would never, ever say. (Feel free to add your own suggestions by replying to other comments as well!) off [livejournal.com profile] skaryma.

Tommmmm. I have a paaaperrr. Will you look at it for me?

And--Alleluia! Christ is risen!

I ate too much candy to-day. Also the head off the lamb cake. Mmm, sheep's head.

Also, I got another B on my o.chem exam.

It's nice to be.
psalm_onethirtyone: (Hear that Meta?)
Rp username meme, cottoned from [livejournal.com profile] mhari:

desperatefans, refried_scenes, dear_multiverse, brokedownway, dfgen2, &c )

britannia_ny, generation_next, forgotten_gods, &c )

And to think Abby thought she had more sock journals than I do.

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