these twists and turns of fate.

beeeez @ 2009-12-11T16:57:00

2009-12-11T05:57:56Z

HARRY: Ginny! She's late! And crying! I am totally going to assume her boyfriend is out of the picture--GINNY! GINNY I HAVE SAVED PROFITEROLES FOR YOU!

SEXFACE McFINGERLICK: Hey baby. You so fine, baby.

HERMIONE: *shudder

FULL OF LOLZ.

beeeez @ 2009-12-07T18:34:00

2009-12-07T07:34:08Z

I'm writing.

That's exciting, right?

beeeez @ 2009-12-05T14:31:00

2009-12-05T03:30:40Z

OH MY GAWD.

Deathly Hallows Leaked Footage.

*flails until she can't flail no more*

FDJFHANFDC$%@#SHGFSKLDG!?!?!?!?!?!

DISCUSS!

beeeez @ 2009-12-04T16:40:00

2009-12-03T05:47:07Z

THE FANFICTION LOVE MEME

beeeez @ 2009-12-02T20:27:00

2009-12-02T09:27:30Z

SIGNS YOU ARE ON FACEBOOK WAY TOO MUCH VOLUME ONE.

#1. I just went for a 'like' button when I saw someones blog.

Fail.

beeeez @ 2009-12-02T20:24:00

2009-12-02T09:24:49Z

*grins*

beeeez @ 2009-11-29T09:44:00

2009-11-27T22:50:56Z

Coolest. Werewolf. Transformation. Ever.

Watch this movie. I dare you.

beeeez @ 2009-11-22T09:04:00

2009-11-20T22:10:26Z

So I've seen icons of Eric/Sookie.

And I just don't understand...

*cries because she is only 5 episodes into Season 2*

Why is this depressing me?

no no no no no no

2009-10-24T09:43:05Z

Later on, Hermione herself strolled out onto the dance floor with a partner, oblivious to the fact that Ron was watching her the entire time, quite upset, and no doubt jealous that she would dance with another. After the dance had ended, her partner quickly disappeared, being distracted by one or more of the bridesmaids it would seem, leaving Hermione alone and somewhat embarrassed on the dance floor.

As she scanned the room for where Ron was seated (and she, Ron, and Harry, had been kept apart for much of the planning and festivities), Ron quickly turned his back to her so she wouldn’t see him watching her. He then rose to his feet, glanced coolly over his shoulder back at her, and made his way from the tent.

Hermione was further embarrassed by this, knowing as she must have that Ron had seen her dancing with another. She bowed her head, then turned on a dime, her bright red dress swirling around her, and walked away. Where did she go you wonder? I’m afraid that will remain a secret for now.

As the dancing reaches its peak, we see first Lupin and then Harry make appearances into the wedding tent, though both are largely ignored by the guests at large. This is the point when the madness begins. A strange glowing ball of light (Patronus) appears, and from it, a dire warning in a deathly voice “The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.”

WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?!?!

beeeez @ 2009-10-09T23:33:00

2009-10-09T12:34:47Z

AND ANGELS.

That is all.

[God, I love this show til the death of me.]

bsg

2009-09-22T08:02:35Z

So I just finished Battlestar Galactica.

WHAT THE HELL.

I'm crushed in disappointment.

friends cut

2009-08-01T01:49:17Z

So I've done a friends cut. It was mostly because I want a smaller, more maintainable and initmate friends list, where I can actually catch up with those who I call my friends. If I've deleted you by accident, or whatever, just give me a heads up :)

beeeez @ 2009-07-16T23:12:00

2009-07-16T13:12:43Z

HOW GOOD WAS IT?

Discuss! I'll put what I think in a comment :)

beeeez @ 2009-07-15T08:03:00

2009-07-14T22:03:56Z

HARRY POTTER DAYYYYYYYYY!

beeeez @ 2009-07-10T20:16:00

2009-07-10T10:17:17Z

HARRY!POTTER!HOLY!PRETTY!HELL!I!AM!SO!EXCITED!

!!!!!!!!!!!!*97&@*!^@

Fic: Paparazzi (1/1)

2009-06-06T04:56:38Z

Keep in mind I literally haven't put pen to paper fic wise in over a year, so I may be a little rusty :) Enjoy.

Title: Paparazzi (1/1)
Pairing: Rupert Grint/Emma Watson
Rating: PG
Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me.

I’m your biggest fan
I’ll follow you until you love me
Papa, Paparazzi
You know that I’ll be
Your Paparazzi
Paparazzi – Lady Gaga

It was getting a hell of a lot more intense than he ever thought it would.

Every graze. Every glance. Every night when their lips would touch, rough and ragged as their breath, he realised he was completely and utterly in this. And completely and utterly fucked.

She laughed it off as just fun. They were just having fun. Just having fun. Fun. Repeating it over and over, waiting for the words to seep into her brain. But they never did. And she was never truly convinced. Not even in the slightest. Because when she saw him, she couldn’t deny the flutter or the tingle or the swell. And she hated that willpower was not on her side.

“I can’t do this.”

He smirked lying sprawled on the bed. She faced away from him, clipping up her bra and pulling her t-shirt back on. They’ve been through this. Over and over again. He couldn’t imagine a time when it didn’t end like this. He voiced his thoughts.

“You say that every time.”

She laughed and it’s the nervous laugh he has caught on to. But for a second, it doesn’t sound like a laugh. It sounds more rough, brutal and entirely not like her.

“I mean it this time. This is breaking me.”

It’s a rare vulnerability that she never lets him see, but she knew that he had to know. He had to know how much this was killing her. The yes, the maybe, the no and everything that mirrored the between.

“You hate me?”

She shook her head, staring at the carpet in the hotel. It was dirty. Not obviously dirty, but she was staring so intently that she could see every stain, every flicker of residue. God, she needed to stop.

“I don’t hate you. I feel the opposite, in a crazy, insane, ridiculous way because nothing can ever be normal. And I can’t be in this limbo anymore. I can...”

She is cut off by his lips on her shoulder. And she hated him for it. She hated him so much that she just … she just let herself fall. Over and over. She … She was fucked.

…
“We’re perfect.”

It’s midnight and the moon is incredibly beautiful. She can’t breathe. Because he was behind her, pressing against her back and everything suddenly went black and silver and she hated fireworks.

Perfect. That word was trivial. A fairytale. Something invented by Disney so not to give children false hope of the future.

“We’re not perfect. We’re anything but. I hate when you do this. Inside your mind how can you ever think that we are perfect?”

The next thing he said took her completely by surprise. And everything went technicolour.

He spun her around to face him.

“Because when I’m with you, it feels perfect. This situation … I don’t know how to get out of it, but I’m not sure I want to either.”

She kissed him harder than she ever had before.

It was like a dream. She fell onto her bed, watching him on top of her and she felt her heart swell. He kissed her, gently, rough, lovingly, and every other emotion or being you could put into a kiss. She undid his belt buckle, sliding his pants down his legs. She trailed her finger up his stomach, feeling goosebumps erupt on her skin.

He looked deep into her eyes. And she felt vulnerable. She felt open. Like she wanted to tell him everything she has ever felt, ever wanted and ever could be. And he wanted that as well.

“I love you.”

It sounded perfect.

But it was dark.

The blanket barely covered her naked skin as she felt beads of sweat dwell across her chest. She breathed deeply, almost wanting to cry. To deny. Everything lead up to this.

She turned her head slightly as saw him, asleep. It was the same. It never changed. And she wasn’t okay with that. Because she couldn’t deny it any more than her subconscious could let her.

She wished she could sleep.

…

... brain dead.

2009-06-06T03:53:55Z

So this? This makes me want to write RPF. Now. So I will. Typical, that the first thing I've written in over a year is DELUSIONAL :)

Speaking of which. You all should know this by now. This is the time of year I get a little crazy due to a little small movie which is coming out in a month. Hopefully they give me some wonderful pictures like this one :)

beeeez @ 2009-04-09T16:35:00

2009-04-09T06:37:44Z

Oh dear.

And a little bit funny. There's like this mad debate going on over at Mugglenet regarding the ethics behind taking/creating drugs. Whatever. He's a fool for keeping four grand worth of pot in his car, so he deserved to be caught.

Interesting to see what they're going to do with him with Harry Potter.

beeeez @ 2009-04-01T14:44:00

2009-04-01T03:45:56Z

hmadeink

My new community. It contains all my hand-made cards and invitations and will contain my writing as well :) So check it out, and comment on what you think.

How is everyone?

beeeez @ 2009-03-14T00:18:00

2009-03-14T07:22:53Z

So good news. I'm starting to write again. It's not fanfic because, honestly, I can't really muster the courage to write it anymore. New ideas are fare and far between. No, I'm writing a script. A television script. It's kind of Skins meets Gossip Girl - and entirely Australian.

What I'm after is Music. Every kind of music. The songs you love to listen to, the rare songs that inspire you to write. All those little one offs. It would be greatly appreciated - the more the better!

----- Oh. I have a twitter. Tweet.

beeeez @ 2008-09-15T11:17:00

2008-09-15T01:17:42Z

Does anyone know where I can get Goosebumps without a torrent?

beeeez @ 2008-07-18T12:48:00

2008-07-18T02:48:59Z

Does anyone have Just Dance by Lady Gaga? x

yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

2008-07-04T07:26:36Z

aw, you guys.

finally.

eta: luna is ♥

eta2: lavender, hand over that atrocious headband asap.

eta3: QUIDDITCH *flails* hehe.

eta4: tom felton, wtf did you do to your hair?

eta5:

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

beeeez @ 2008-06-18T18:59:00

2008-06-18T09:00:32Z

Does anyone have Black and Gold by Sam Sparro?

beeeez @ 2008-06-06T20:01:00

2008-06-06T10:02:05Z

Fic anyone?