...Tнe beginnings of an attraction, oиe that blє∂ from deep within – a slow, sweet poison that threatened to taint their standings as investigator and suspect, as rivals, even simply as fяιєи∂s.

Oh mai 8D


I don't know why, but that sentence allured to me...as well as a few other sentences, but this one...Wow love. I absolutely adore the wordplay with bled.

Bled. Pretty word. If anything, that's just such a epic word to describe it, oh my gawdd haha.


...anyway, my automatic endorphins have NOT been alert recently and they're being very bad boys for the time being: not showing up and all. In a shitty week when I needed them, they just weren't around. So I had to jump-start my own happiness again. Yeah, this time I made myself get over stupid depression, all by myself. I mean, it's just one bad week. Not going to kill me. Jesus.



OH damn where was I? Oh yes. Poison Apple.
That's right kids, immediately after CoD I'm starting PA...it's like long chaptered fandom fics are growing on me, like a drug...addiction...whee.


Anyway, I have a lot of criticism for PA.

It went too fast, and far too OOC for my tastes. L picks apart whatever Light says and analyzes it, yes, but a with far more subtlety, and if he finds a piece of dialogue that he thinks can't possibly mean anything, then he's not going to voice his analysis, if any.


And L is far too tchy. I mean, going all nuts...It's as if I've just read the first chapter without a prologue, and it's common sense that the first chapter in a fic IS the prologue...right? Or that's what I was expecting. I did NOT expect L to get all horny and jump Light like nuts. The morning wood bit was hilarious and definitely precious, but all was downhill after that.

However, picking up the third chapter, where I got that quote above, I might change my mind. It's looking good.


Looking great, actually. Plus...It's Death Note + Disney. I can't possibly resist. ♥

• • •

Hopeless, it seemed. Too unresponsive, too uninterested, too prohibiting of himself. No, there was no way.

He would never be anyone’s.

He would stay within his glass coffin, observing the things that went on beyond it through the crystal clear walls; but he believed his confinement to be his freedom, since those things outside could never touch or taint him.

And it seemed as though, unlike those true princesses, enchanted by the spells of those most wicked, even a kiss – true love’s first kiss – had not freed him; awakened him from his poisoned slumber.

The difference was, L didn’t want to be awakened.

• • •

( a hotel trip in 2007 or 8
I was reading the Pink Panther novel
lord knows what those two were laughing about, but at least they didn't run from the camera like it was a ten-foot-tall grizzly lol)







(by the way, is there REALLY a scene in Armageddon where the guy shoves an Animal Cracker down the lady's knickers in the sex scene? If so...that's just crazy silly adorable and kinky at the same time xDD )











the beauty and of the beast

since I am bored, I suppose now is a good time to drabble, no? I wonder...should I put up my first drabble now?

...Hey, why the fuck not.
-scrabbles off to do that-



done! enjoy, everyone. bon appetit.
...tee hee...tit.
-is shot for lame joke-





(i swear that bunny is evil
LOOK AT IT!
It's giving me the RED EYES
EVIL BUNNY

these are all old photos btw, taken some years ago)





anyway...
life is good.
I don't know (but I do, but I'm not telling you what I know you bad fellow you have to find out yourself), but I felt the need to emphasize the point.
:]

















( there aren't many things in life that can make me tear up with mere mention...and for it to be a single line song/(dialouge?) lyric, it's absolutely absurd.

then again, I always adore and usher in absurd with arms wide open. )