littlemousling: Cartoon of person with two creatures ("alots"), says "I like this alot more." (things I like)
Okay, so! The sleepy/unconscious category is one of the few that squicks me. I thought about writing a wake-up-blowjob sort of story, but I just couldn’t get up the desire to do so in the face of my surrounding discomfort. So, instead, I’ve compiled a short reclist of fics that definitely fall under this heading but which have the kind of unmistakable consent that allows me to enjoy reading them.

(This IS NOT to say that there’s anything wrong with writing other versions of this kink, because there absolutely isn’t. It’s just a personal dislike.)

Consensual sleepy/unconscious fics ahoy! )

lol idek

May. 30th, 2011 09:07 pm
littlemousling: Photo of Adam Lambert laughing (laugh)
So I was saying something on Twitter about how much easier it is to write really dirty-hot fic when Adam Lambert is involved, because while, eg, fanon!RyanRoss may think he's a sex god, fanon!Adam actually is.

... and then someone said something about Adam/RyRo, and this happened.

Not!fic of which I am mildly ashamed ... okay, that's a lie, I'm super proud. But I SHOULD be ashamed. And I have no idea how it ended up going to an S/R place. )
littlemousling: Animated gif of Adam Lambert saying in an interview, "I like the top" (Adam likes the top)
I love the idea of this meme (which I first saw at [personal profile] woldy's journal), because I have definite Thoughts about what draws readers in. However, my top ten are pretty much all the same, so instead, I'm gonna do top five/bottom five.

My top five stories by hitcount )

My bottom five stories by hit count )

Thoughts about same! )
littlemousling: Image of Jon Walker, formerly of Panic at the Disco, with googly eyes. Word "lol" is next to him. (lol)
Muskrat was great! I really can't possibly describe the whole weekend, so I will follow [personal profile] merisunshine36's example and list some highlights:

--the crafts table, which I kind of thought was stupid and then discovered is AMAZING. The icon is a sample of my work. I HAVE EXPRESSED MY FEELINGS ABOUT JON WALKER IN THE FORM OF GOOGLY EYES AND STICKER LETTERS YOU GUYS.

--the anal panel, about which I mostly just want to set up an easy That's What He Said joke but I will refrain. It was excellent.

--the dance party! omg you guys, my calves hurt SO MUCH right now and it is SO WORTH IT. Being able to dance to Guilty Pleasure and If I Had You and (Planetary) Go with a room full of fangirls? EXCELLENT. Also the drinks were very good and the company was better, and I got to go home with the sexiest woman in the room.

--the bandom history panel was eye-opening. ALL OF THE DRAMAS and awesomeness! Is there a collection of wanks stored somewhere so that I can go gawk years after the fact?

--the panel on fandom outside of LJ really helped me solidify the content that I like from each of the outlets that I use (twitter, tumblr, here, delicious, etc). Very interesting.

--I got a shit-ton of knitting done.

--[personal profile] amazonziti gave me YET ANOTHER great fic idea that I kind of can't help wanting to write. This is basically her new goal in my life, I suspect. DAMMIT Z. ::writes::

--I was dubconned into watching Alias by [personal profile] mistresscurvy. It turns out to be fabulous, damn her.

--we somehow lucked into an INCREDIBLE hotel room, a big suite with a California King. This made the fact that she also got a bunch of other people* watching Alias easier, as we could sit four across and watch one laptop. Some cuddling was required to make it work, but I'm always happy to take that one for the team.
*like the lovely [personal profile] merisunshine36 and the fabulous [personal profile] desfinado!

Also I got to have a really lovely dinner and hang-out with my kid sister, and a really great phone call with my bff, some really fabulous time with my [personal profile] mistresscurvy, and a fun lunch with one of her brothers.
littlemousling: Adam Lambert and a plant (plantbert)
Concerts I attended Before Adam (length of time: ~12 years from Dar#1 until After Adam begins):
1. Dar Williams in Rochester NY
2. Lilith Fair in Rochester NY
3. Aretha Franklin at the Rochester NY Jazz Festival
4. They Might Be Giants with my then-boyfriend, in Rochester NY
5. Dar Williams at Bryn Mawr College

... I think that's it.


Concerts I have attended or have concrete plans to attend After Adam (length of time: just under a year):
1. Adam Lambert in Toronto, ON
2. Adam Lambert in Montreal, QC
3. Adam Lambert in New Orleans, LA
4. Janelle Monae in Buffalo, NY
5. My Chemical Romance in New York, NY
6. My Chemical Romance in Toronto, ON
7. Travie McCoy (and Black Cards opening) in Toronto, ON
8. My Chemical Romance in New York, NY
9. My Chemical Romance in New York, NY
10. My Chemical Romance in Sayreville, NJ
Bruno Mars and Janelle Monae in Philadelphia, PA :( Location changed, couldn't go
11. Panic! at the Disco in Boston, MA
ETA (through September 2011):
12. Jay Brannon in New York, NY
13. Patrick Stump in Buffalo, NY
14. Panic! at the Disco in New York, NY
15. My Chemical Romance in Saratoga, NY


Basically. Bandom and glamdom are, uh. More interactive than many other fandoms.
littlemousling: Yarn with a Canadian dime for scale (Default)
OK, SO:

In this fairly hilarious behind-the-scenes footage from the Spin shoot, the boys are shown running up the side of the pool for the cover image.

Here's the cover image:


So here's my question.

DID THEY CENSOR GEE'S THIGHS?



... seriously you guys. SERIOUSLY. He is in black short-shorts in the video, and black pants on the cover. THEY PHOTOSHOPPED HIS LEGS YOU GUYS.

It's basically Adam's nipple on Rolling Stone, only about 10x funnier. HIS THIGHS WERE TOO MUCH FOR AMERICA TO HANDLE OKAY.

BANDOM

Oct. 28th, 2010 09:09 pm
littlemousling: Yarn with a Canadian dime for scale (alot)
So my fangirlfriend* has totes dragged me into bandom, in the sense of reading the fic and listening to the music and mostly knowing who some of the guys are.

*term totally stolen from [personal profile] no_detective. And yes: it means my girlfriend who is a fangirl. BEST TERM EVER.


So random thoughts, because I have A Lot Of Feelings (or Alot Of Feelings, which would be a very emo Alot with eyeliner and unnecessary scarves and a moleskin).


1. Singing along to Panic's first album is about as good for lawyerly elocution as Pirates of Penzance. The first verse of But It's Better If You Do took me like 34 tries. WORTH IT. "Dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri" is like the smuggest funniest line of anything ever.

1(a). No fucking way does Brendon say "best guesses at the shade of the sheets (and) before all the stains" the way lyrics.com says he does. That is way, way, way, way, way more syllables than actually happen in that section. I think this is either studio trickery or witchcraft. Or both. It's the exact opposite of the studio trickery/witchcraft used for the bridge of Pick U Up (yes, that's right, still a Lambertini. And Lambertini is going to catch on someday, dammit!).

2. Fic has totally made me into a Frank flail person. FRANK. FRANK YOU ARE ADORABLE. FRANK YOU CAN CLIMB ME IF YOU WANT. ... NOT LIKE THAT THO.

3. Gerard Way is clearly the product of a threesome between his parents and Paul Gross. Where, just to be clear, ONLY Paul Gross' genetic material ended up in the zygote. He is a natural clone of Paul Gross. Or unnatural, but I won't speculate as to what kind of illegal experiments the Ways may or may not have been doing in the 70s.

4. Panic's impression of the Beatles is so fucking spot on that I'm not entirely convinced they aren't actually just covering obscure Beatles tracks I haven't heard. This is, to be clear, entirely a compliment. BE JOHN LENNON MORE, BRENDON. And lol, Spencer is Ringo. My mother would have wanted to marry him in 7th grade, in other words.

5. Fuuuuck, can that Ryan Ross turn a phrase. An entire song of phrases, even.

6. GERARD. GERARRRD. GERARD.

7. Between the I'm Not Okay video and the Ghost of You video? The MCR boys should possibly be in charge of Hollywood. I might actually go to the theater and watch their movies.

8. Oooh, they should work with Christopher Nolan.

9. Why, why, why, does Gerard only sing "Tell me I'm a bad man, kick me like a stray" three times in that song? That is the catchiest line in the entire album (which is really fucking saying something). I end up having to play it over and over and totally interrupt my fangirlfriend when she's talking to sing along because I feel DEPRIVED. Three times! In the whole song! STOP MAKING ME INTERRUPT MY [personal profile] mistresscurvy, GERARD. SHE DESERVES MY FULL ATTENTION.

10. There should be a ten. Um--I like all four albums (two MCR, two Panic). You should try them. Or Wikipedia the singles and buy those first to try them. Or watch the music videos on Vevo and then buy the albums. Whatever. They're awesome. Etc.
littlemousling: Brad Bell and Adam Lambert being smoking hot in a photo (bradam hotness)
It was awesome, basically.

I mean, combining subtropical weather, Adam Lambert, and a minibreak with my [personal profile] mistresscurvy was never going to end any other way, but seriously, y'all: fabulous.

The lovely and fun [personal profile] no_detective was with us the whole weekend; she and [personal profile] mistresscurvy arrived together from their homeland, and I from mine, at about the same time, which was handy for getting to the B&B, and getting the whistle-stop tour from the owner, Dave (who runs it with his partner, Dale).

On his recommendation we went for late-night tapas and discovered that we were in a place where people can, and do, smoke indoors. CULTURE SHOCK AHOY.

The next morning (well ... afternoon. But it was a lovely morning indoors) we went walking around the French Quarter, which was pretty awesome. The plants down there are AWESOME, and the bugs! We saw a gorgeous butterfly, really cool huge cockroaches, tiny little geckos, and about a billion beautiful plants. [personal profile] mistresscurvy was terribly, terribly amused at my, shall we say, bubbly enjoyment of these things.

Butterfly!:
100_1744.JPG

We also ate, like, everything in the city. And drank up a storm. That was all pretty marvelous, although my stomach's not super thrilled with me today.

Sunday also started late (I'm being subtle, right? Totes subtle), and we went out and did a little more shopping; [personal profile] mistresscurvy got some earrings and a really, really hot hat (I CANNOT SAY ENOUGH ABOUT HOW HOT THE HAT IS, YOU GUYS), and we saw the Mississippi because that's important.

SERIOUSLY THIS HAT ZOMG:
100_1753.JPG

Oh, and we also were totally among the many people who walked over to Cafe du Monde after Adam tweeted about it. We had only been about a block away, so we were there within five minutes, but the glamtroupe was nowhere in evidence. So, we had some beignets, we took some photos (like the one above), and we left satisfied.

Back at the B&B I managed to lose a ball off of one of my nipple piercings, and intense searching did not turn it up. I have my own theory as to what might have happened. BUT ANYWAY, we got ready for the concert, had a quick dinner, and got to the venue, where we met up with several fangirls I'd been looking forward to meeting, yay! And we caught most of Alli's performance (SO SORRY, Alli--we misunderstood the time!); she was fantastic as always, and having fun with the crowd.

Also [personal profile] mistresscurvy and I long-distance danced. I can't really explain it adequately? But it was AWESOME.

Adam was, of course, spectacular. You could tell the whole group was having a great time; there was a lot of giggling and fun onstage, and a lot of ad-libbing, including Adam miming popping LSD during Down the Rabbit Hole and ecstasy during IIHY ("Life would be a party, it'd be ecstasy"), and sneaking up behind Tommy during his intro solo and then being all, "Wait where'd he go?" when Tommy didn't notice and retreated for Monte's intro, lol.

Cut for awesome but flashing gif of Adam getting ~down during the concert )

So, yes--fantastic. And then we all went dancing! (Well, OK, first we went to the barricades--weird bad setup, but we were close enough to shout encouragement at Adam. Well, I shouted "Great show, man!" and [personal profile] mistresscurvy shouted "Thanks for my girlfriend!" but encouragement is close enough, right?)

DANCING. So much fun! [personal profile] mistresscurvy and I clearly have to go dancing again. Often. And the guys at the club were all lovely; one did this hilarious campy number in a windowsill and cracked us all up. The DJ announced $3 Long Island Iced Teas and we all had one, which was great except I'm a total lightweight and the group (totally reasonably) assumed I knew JUST how alcoholic those things are. BOY DID I NOT. Oops.

We danced our way over to the club across the street when Adam turned up there, and that move means that now Drake (yes, Drake) has seen me making out with my girlfriend in a club. Now there's a trippy thought, since I've seen him making out with his then-boyfriend in a car. IT'S ALL A GIANT CIRCLE. WITH TONGUE. ... I should have a Lambry icon, clearly.

We didn't get in the group around the VIP door to see Adam, and we left before he came out into the crowd, but frankly, I don't really care--it was a fantastic, fantastic night and none of it required close contact with Adam, ykwim? There was dancing and kissing and ~dancing and singing and dancing and people and dancing and alcohol and dancing. It was pretty perfect.

... of course, if we HAD met Adam, I'd be singing a different tune. ;) But as is--perfect weekend. Wouldn't change a thing.
littlemousling: Cartoon of person with two creatures ("alots"), says "I like this alot more." (things I like)
So my post-law-school vacation was totally awesome. But I have to say, this employment thing? Is not half bad. And they PAY me to do it. I mean, that's just pretty damn cool, right there.

I mean, check back in twenty years and we'll see how I'm feeling about work, but right now this steady-predictable-schedule, paycheck-earning, colleague-camaraderie thing is pretty great.

(And it helps that I've made plans to spend every other weekend with my girlfriend, in my city or hers or a third. It's hard not to be pleased with a job that lets me jet off to New Orleans for a three-day weekend and fly to NYC a few weeks after that. Yay for not-working-through-the-weekends. Dear government service: you are awesome. So glad I didn't apply to Bay Street firms.)

Despite having to buy a car (bleah) and all that sort of real-life jazz, I am feeling pretty fucking set, here. ::squishes my job::
littlemousling: Cartoon woman holding broom, saying "Clean all the things!" (clean yes)
DUDE YOU GUYS

My sister just called to relate a story (because she knows I like stories about Adam Lambert. It's true, I'm a sucker that way).

See, she's watching a friend's dog. She hadn't bothered to ask why the friend was out of town until the dog was dropped off, and then she says, "So, where you goin'?"

Friend: "To see Adam Lambert in Albany!"

Sister: "Oh, what a coincidence, my kid sister is a total Lambertini, too."


LAMBERTINI YOU GUYS

That's it, I'm adopting this. WE SHALL LISTEN TO FYE AND THEN DRINK MARTINIS.


Come on, you KNOW Adam would approve of us calling ourselves something that's a combination of his name and an alcoholic beverage.


(PS. Today I cleaned ALL the things. It was a good and productive day.)
littlemousling: Cartoon beaver joyously waving a Canadian flag (beaver)
(Warnings: strong language, sarcasm, terms I see as reclaiming but you may reasonably see as offensive (eg dyke), inebriation, nationalism, sexual content, innuendo, a general lack of filters or boundaries. And you should see the unedited version.)

Toronto, Ontario )

Montreal, Quebec )

En route to Miramishi )

Miramishi, New Brunswick )

En route to Moncton, New Brunswick )

Bay of Fundy, New Brunswick )

From Maritimes Trip 2010


Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island )

Other parts of Prince Edward Island )

Ferry to the mainland )

Driving the Nova Scotia coast )

Cabot Trail )

From Maritimes Trip 2010


East side of Cape Breton and mainland NS )

(NOT TWEETED: HALIFAX. Very brief, very traumatic stop. PSA: DO NOT BOOK STAYS AT THE BACKPACKERS' THERE.)

Fredericton, New Brunswick )

Maine )

New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Connecticut )

NYC )

Rochester, NY )
littlemousling: Photo of rainbow-organized bookshelf with text reading, "Confirmed book addict." (books)
My recent ten-day drive across the Maritimes was, not to put too fine a point on it, the best trip I've ever taken. I'm away from my camera cord, so I probably will never get around to posting a real recap? But it was amazing in every possible way, and my appreciation for Canada, and for the friend I was traveling with, and for singing Kesha at the top of our lungs in the car, has been increased a thousandfold.

Now I'm chilling at my parents' in the States (I came here to get my wisdom teeth out while I'm still under their dental insurance--mostly healed now!). Very relaxing, although I'm starting to fret a little about my articling job. Not the job itself, really, but lawyerly wardrobe requirements (THANK YOU, huge Macy's sale!), the unknown status of my work-permit application*, the chance that when I cross back into Canada the border guard is seriously concerned about the fact that my current residence permit expires at the end of August, the fact that I have to buy a car for the first time, etc, etc.

*OK. Realistically? Yes, I will receive a work permit, and I will receive it before my current permit runs out. But it would be so seriously, horrendously bad for me to NOT receive it that I think my level of concern over the matter is justified. Maybe.

So I am distracting myself with Twitter (thank you, Adam Lambert fandom, for bringing the best people into my life) and with new Jim Hines and Naomi Novik, and with the Kradam Big Bang, for which it's, ahem, possible that I may have written a little something.

Basically: sort of back, but mostly just lazing around reading fanfic and not engaging with the world on a DW-post-worthy level.
littlemousling: Animated gif of Kris Allen hugging Adam Lambert (Kradam hug)
No order within the categories, and no endorsement or recommendation intended; it's just a list of what I can find as of the date of posting.

HS AUs )

Teacher AUs )

College AUs )
littlemousling: Adam Lambert and a plant (plantbert)
Cut for AWESOME, but semi-flashing, gif )

My interpretation of the gif's meaning: SEX IS AWESOME. BEING ALIVE IS AWESOME. LOVE SOMEBODY TODAY. (This could also be, like, the message of all Adam Lambert gifs ever. Maybe add in a "MUSIC IS AWESOME" to round it out.)

Today, this gif represents: How fucking much I am loving this part of my life, and how fucking great I feel about the people I've met through being an obsessive Adam Lambert fan (YES I ADMIT TO IT), and how totally fucking much my Bradam tinhatting DOES NOT INTERFERE with my enjoying Adam/dudes. I SUPPORT ADAM/DUDES. Just putting that out there. #teamcockbert #adam/happinessOTP #plantberttoo

WILD OATS

Jun. 22nd, 2010 01:11 pm
littlemousling: Animated gif of Adam Lambert with his hand down his pants, text that reads "that's nice, but you can whip it out now." (whip it out)
Apparently the wild oats I always thought I didn't have, much less expect to sow, are catching up to me really, really fast. After like a decade of being "too old for [my] age!" and so on, I'm feeling pretty young. And now I want to get my nipples pierced. (::shakes fist at Adam Lambert and at [livejournal.com profile] bexless::)

So. Alcohol, check. Bootycalls, check. Rock concerts, check. Bathhouse outings, check. Piercings, check. OH GOD WHAT'S NEXT.


... I think there's a reason this whole thing is usually spread out over years instead of weeks. BUT WHATEVER, IT'S PRETTY AWESOME.


ETA: So, yeah, those of y'all who followed me recently? I have ~no boundaries. It's OK if you'd rather not hear about my escapades, I understand. :)
littlemousling: Photo of Adam Lambert laughing (laugh)
PLAN: Sell all my belongings and follow Adam Lambert around the country.

Well. Around the US.

SERIOUSLY YOU GUISE YOU GUIIISSSEEEE --nb someday I will become confused about the real spelling of the word "guys" and I will be fired or something, idk.


Adam was AMAZEBALLS. I can't even--like, OK. In videos and in studio recordings, his voice is unbelievably good. So here's the thing: IT'S BETTER IN PERSON. How is that even POSSIBLE? SERIOUSLY?
(It is also very different--I'd say more nasal? But not in a bad way? And higher? IDK, it's like IRL he kind of sounds more stereotypically gay. I was like, "... huh. WELL ALRIGHTY THEN.")

He did the full tour set (minus Broken Open, I guess they've dropped it for good) and one encore (fast Mad World).

I just--wow. I had front-row seats (behind the pit), so Y and I didn't have to stand up just because everyone else did, but I still HAD to stand for Sleepwalker and IIHY and the encore, because THE POWER OF HIS VOICE COMPELLED ME, PEOPLE.

Also, all my pictures suck, you have no idea. I took this one of me and Y and she looks amazing and I look like the absolute worst I have ever looked in any picture ever taken, omg. I mean, I look at that picture and I'm like, "... fellow humans have wanted to have sex with me? WHY?" so I need to never look at it again lest I fall into a self-esteem hole from which I shall never emerge. Too bad, it's a good photo of Y. You will all have to just know that she's gorg. And she brought glitter! I did not, so good on her.

ETA: OK OK PHOTOS )

ANYWAY JUST, IT WAS, JUST--HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS, PEOPLE.

Weirdly, I have now taken Adam off my exceptions list (leaving only Benton Fraser. I would do whatever the fuck dirty, dirty things Benton Fraser wanted. His penis is the only penis for me, huzzah!). I don't want to fuck him (even if that were an option, but my other guy is a fictional character so yeah), I want him to sing to me FOREVER. AND EVER. Omg. Someday I want to hear him sing live and unmiked, like in a really small room. NOT IN THE MISERY WAY, OK. JUST ... SOME KIND OF EVENT, IDK.

And then I got to hang out with benches! )
littlemousling: Street sign from Toronto's gay village (Church and Wellesley)
Good: lovely day of reading (mostly meta about that Haiti fic, but still, reading) in the sun, really light cramps, and a fabulous second date with a beautiful woman who really seems to like me. That last one in particular pleases me. It's only the second date, but we've already spent nine hours together, and I've enjoyed the heck out of all of them.

It's basically been a great week for, like, human interaction: jazz fest with my mother, replica ships with my best friend, lunch with two of my favorite law school friends, dinner with Y., date tonight, crafts with Y. tomorrow, Adam Lambert with Y. on Saturday.


Bad: apparently competing in some kind of karmic race to the bottom with the Haiti-fic author, someone else decided to turn a Jewish musician into a Catholic priest. (No, not Adam Lambert. Though I've seen some real fuck-ups with him, too.) [personal profile] sohotrightnow explains it very, very well here.



littlemousling: Street sign from Toronto's gay village (Church and Wellesley)


My interpretation of the gif's meaning: LOOK AT THE HAPPY DANCING MAN LOOK LOOK

Today, this gif represents: Just watched a livestream of Adam Lambert's first GlamNation tour concert. And it was this terrible-sound, incomprehensible-shaky-blurry-picture affair, and it was fucking amazing. This tour is going to be unbelievable.


The ONLY problem is that I had been planning to bring some yet-unknown date (I have a few first dates coming up, figured one would pan out). But it is very clear that I will be, like, sobbing at least once during this concert, which makes it not exactly a good second/third/fourth/pre-love date with a non-fan. So I have to seriously rethink my strategy there. WE SHALL SEE. In any case: Holy shitballs, this tour is going to be incredible.
littlemousling: Adam Lambert and a plant (plantbert)

My interpretation of the gif's meaning: "IT HAD TO BE DONE AND I FUCKING DID IT. NOW I AM GOING TO GO DRINK, DANCE, AND GET LAID."

This gif represents: My feeling on checking my grades and discovering I haven't failed anything and will, in ten days, be holding a law-school diploma in my hands.



So, um, here's a story: I have frequently been heard to mention that I have terrible, terrible romantic luck with people whose first initial is J. Seriously, I could list a half-dozen people, no problem, with whom everything that could go wrong, did. And a number of them--including the two worst offenders--had the last initial D. I basically, despite being superstitious about very little else*, harbour a belief that those initials spell out my, you know, humiliation and failure.

You have probably put these pieces together, but it took me until like a month ago: those initials are the initials for the degree I'm about to get. Right. So there's some twisted Freudian shit I should really get looked at by a qualified professional.

BUT FOR TODAY THERE IS ONLY SQUEE. I mean, objectively I knew I hadn't failed anything--I actually did very well throughout law school--but objectivity rarely enters into one's primal fears of failure and shame. SO: SQUEE!


*OK, that is a blatant lie and I apologize. ;)

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