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WHAT UP, GUYS. rn I'm tucked into my favourite coffee shop of all time, sipping some tea, waiting for my soymilk porridge, you know how it goes, etc. And I am posting a One Direction Liam/Niall WIP that I don't think is going to be finished for several reasons: I'm starting the most difficult year of my university career in less than two weeks and am already drowning in work, I kind of lost interest in this fic because it lacked Zayn, I kind of lost interest in 1D fandom because it lacked the fourth wall and a critical mass of sensible people (except for the ones I have on my flist!), and so on.

And this is a very melodramatic fic. It's finished in the sense that there's an ending, but there are a lot of missing gaps. Basically: post-split fic where Niall comes to London to housesit for Zayn (AND HANA TAJIMA) while he's away, and Liam joins him. Contains: overworked, sad, and slightly pathetic Liam, and Niall who makes him happy with his cock. Trigger warning: this isn't written out in the story as such, but there are notes all over the place, and one of them consists of backstory that contains homophobia & drug abuse issues. (Sorry! It ends happily, I swear!) Anyway, um, enjoy?

Ghazal of Winter )
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Contextual information about how I present as queer - bla bla, came out to myself two years ago, told a few friends, went to university where I promptly got involved with queer/feminist things so coming out was never an issue, changed my Facebook profile so it says 'interested in men/women', figured that was as public as I needed to get, never got round to telling all my other old schoolfriends, and anyway my sexuality was - and still is - an academic point, and occasionally get fired up about the importance of coming out, a la Harvey Milk. This is all leading up to how a certain thing has to STOP HAPPENING. What happens is I'll tell people in my circuitous, roundabout way that I am actually interested in both men and women, and by people I mean 'old schoolfriends', and then they'll come out to me. 'Oh yes, we've both known each other for eight years and here's another little tiny nugget of information about me that I should disclose, given that you've just come out to me,' and this just happened tonight. It has to stop happening. For one, I am too old for this, which is straight out of all those high school queermo films I never got around to watching the first time, except without a narrative arc. I should just get better gay (queer?) dar.

Anyway, I posted more fic.

Title: you can blow what's left of my right mind
Fandom: One Direction
2200 words | NC-17

"Liam (or Harry if you prefer) & girl!whoever with lots of dirty talk & cunnilingus from Liam. Bonus for overstimulation & dommy Liam."

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Monday, 6 August 2012 06:49
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I wrote a fic!

Title: Fast Forward Till You Go Down On Me
Fandom: One Direction
1400 words | NC-17

"One of the guys isn't super experienced and girl!Harry teaches him how to go down on a girl. Doesn't matter which guy, but bonus points if it's Zayn or Liam." (Hint: it's Zayn!)

They barely get the door of the hotel room closed before they're kissing madly.

So, yeah, I guess that was a thing that happened.

this

Sunday, 22 July 2012 08:23
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This is not okay.

I mean, the message here is that WOMEN ARE BEAUTIFUL WHEN THEY DON'T KNOW THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL but this is also NOT OKAY on a level deeper than feminism (you all get that I am being flippant here to restrain my hysteria right. Ok good), and that level is FACES.

No.
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"Somehow through Internet osmosis I know all the names of the boys in One Direction," I told my friend over tea and lemon cake in The Rose the day before I left England, "and their personalities. There's Harry, who is bratty and vaguely feminist, Louis, who is bratty, Liam, who is an angel, Zayn, who's supposed to be cool and is also sort of dumb, and Niall, who's just...... Irish."

"..... okay," she said.

INTERNETS. IT IS PRECISELY ONE WEEK SINCE I HAVE HAD THAT CONVERSATION. IT IS NOW 6 AM. AND I FOUND MYSELF: LOOKING AT A PICSPAM AND GRINNING LIKE MAD OVER THEIR FACES. THEY STILL HAVE STUPID HAIR. AND THAT REALLY WEIRD PLASTICKY FASHION SENSE THAT VERY YOUNG BOYS WHO HAVE BEEN GROOMED FOR THE POP MUSIC MACHINE TEND TO HAVE. BUT I NOW HAVE A FAVOURITE. MY FAVOURITE IS: A CROSS BETWEEN ZAYN AND HARRY.

what is happening D:

#i have been broken
#really really broken
#damn you livejournal
#damn the internet

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