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I'm off to New York this evening, so I'll catch you all in about a week. Behave yourselves while I'm gone, don't do anything I wouldn't do, or, if you must, remember the details so I can grill you about when I get back.

Here, a Kellan-Spam to make up for my absence: )

Take care of yourselves! Caity Out. ♥
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Title: Who Needs Angels Anyway?
Author: [livejournal.com profile] echoing_dream
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Pairing/character: Chuck/Nate
Length: ~3,000
Rating: FRAO/NC17
Prompt: Well I may seem naive if I cry as you leave / Like I'm just one more tortured heart. / These cracks that I show as I'm watching you go / Aren't tearing me apart. requested by [livejournal.com profile] mickey_sixx
Kink: One Night Stand/Emotional Themes
Notes/Warnings: Erm... another not happy fic. Only spoilery for S01E01 of Gossip Girl. Unbeata'd (my bad).

( "One too many drinks tonight and I miss you like you were mine..." )
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OK Flist, I am freaking the fuck out about Results Day tomorrow. So, I want to know your top 5 Bullet-Proof Kinks and your 3 Favourite Pairings (and anything else happy and non-stressful that you want to send me).

I'll go first )

So, what do you all think? Or were you just waiting for the pretty?
Picture is Unrelated (and probably NSFW) )

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This is a Happy Post which is filled with happy things. Feel free to squee, or even add your own happy things to it. I am liking the amount of happy in this post.

May it be the shadows' call will fly away/ May it be you journey on to light the day/ When the night is overcome,/ You may rise to find the sun. )

*headdesk*

Jul. 28th, 2010 06:15 pm
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Dear Girl'friends',

Thank you for forcing me to see Twilight. Now, rather than admiring Jacob's shoulders from afar and faintly lusting after Kellan Lutz, I am actively seeking Twilight slashfic. Do you know what happens when teenagers who were never taught grammar try to write slashfic? No? Good. It's not pretty, I assure you. Now I'm going to have to write some myself. I hope you're pleased with yourselves. You'd better dig out the second DVD for me tomorrow too, or else there'll be trouble (and I'll hide all the chocolate).

Love and Hugs,
Me.

~*~


Dear Pogue!Muse,

Stop fucking with Reid's car, you're making him twitchy. Stop flirting with the pretty tattoo artist, you're distracting her. Stop trying to think in abstract nouns and long-winded metaphors. This fic is not actually about you.

Marginally less love,
Me.

~*~


Dear Gen Kill!Muse,

Shut up, stand still, and wait your fucking turn. I'll get to you when I get to you, I'm still doing the research.

Out to You.

~*~


Dear Covenant People,

Please carry on with the achingly-hot distractingly-pretty porn. Especially when it involves Tyler being kinky. *licks lips*

Love,
Me.

PS I think Caleb could use some more love, though... *hints*
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Yesterday, I got lost in a multi-story carpark for three quarters of an hour. With a car who hates inclines and completely ran out of oil on me. That was a scary journey. And then when we finally got to the barrier to escape, it wouldn’t accept my ticket, and I had to call security and get them to let me out. *headdesk* Then, I went to see the new Twilight film.

Don’t judge me, I was dragged there! )

And on the way back, my Tia car lost power to her engine, so we had to nurse her back and switch for Eric, who was faithful as ever and rescued us. Though he did spit the glove-box at Danni several times, and she only has skinny knees. Hopefully, I can fix Tia myself, since I can’t afford to drop her into the garage just now.

I now seem to have started and argument between Welsh people over the correct pronunciation of the letter ‘y’. We don’t have ‘y’ in Gaelic, I’m beginning to think that might be because it causes too many arguments…
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  • I think I need to buy a teapot. They’re so cute and it would save me all the hassle of having to boil up the kettle each time and find the teabags and wait hours for it to brew. But, then there’d be hassle with finding loose tea and remembering to strain it, wouldn’t there. Oh, and also with the part where tea is my I-want-to-go-home-and-curl-up-under-the-duvet-with-my-teddy-bear comfort drink, so buying a teapot is a bit like tempting fate. Oh. Maybe not buying a teapot then. But they’re so cute!

  • I am so hungry! I’ve been carb-loading out of habbit all week, so I stopped today (and only ate a few slices of pizza, because I’m sensible like that). But now I’m craving pasta and bread and I’m all out of Nutri-Grain bars for bulk. *sighs* I’m going to get back into long runs just so I can eat properly again.

  • I have become nocturnal once again. It happens. I’m used to it. I work nights in the holidays in any case. It still makes me cross that people have decided I am lazy because I work ten hour shifts that finish at 0200hrs and don’t then get up at 0600hrs. I have nothing to be awake for at that time, why should I deprive myself of desperately needed sleep?

  • Writing is not going well. I had a sudden burst of inspiration at 0300hrs a few days ago, and now there are three four [livejournal.com profile] rounds_of_kink prompts on the go, but I keep stuttering to a halt in the middle of them. Tyler keeps being a rag-doll; Pogue’s far too invested in Caleb’s welfare to notice Tyler being all wet and adorable in an otherwise empty hot tub; Nate can’t decide what he was wearing before he ended up in Brad’s kitchen and therefore can’t work out whether he can run home or not; and Reid is being Reid and refusing to speak to me at all. Boys! *throws hands up in despair*

  • I have worked out what was upsetting me so much about the almost-wank in the GK fandom. I’m going to think about it some more, and then try and do something constructive about it. I hate wank so much!

  • Also for the GK fandom, I think we need a massive rec list that details everything written so far. Then it could be a first port of call when people are looking for a fic and can’t remember what it was called. I know [livejournal.com profile] alethialia did one a while ago, and there’s the Porn Skirmish and also the Porn Battle… Am I missing something big? I need to make a list I think.

  • There is no rugby now until November. On the one hand, that gives everyone much-needed recovery time. On the other hand, I’m bored already. Somehow, England seem to still be in the World Cup. I don’t know how that happened but I would very much like my television back please. Oh, and I would also like to be allowed not to be English. Some of us that live here actually have a heritage, difficult as that may be to comprehend.

  • Umm… How beautiful is Ed Westwick!? I must catch up on Gossip Girl…

Day 7

Jun. 11th, 2010 04:23 pm
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Day 7 )
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Touch. Pause. Engage. )

Also, have a meme:

Mosaic Meme

1. Answer each of the questions below the cut using the Flickr Search Engine
2. Choose a photo from the first three pages.
3. Copy the URL of your favourite photos here.
4. Then share with the world.

First Name | Favourite Food | Hometown
Favourite Colour | Celebrity Crush | Favourite Drink
Dream Vacation | Favourite Dessert | What I Want To Be When I Grow Up
What I Love Most In The World | One Word That Describes Me | My LiveJournal Name


Chi mi'n geamhradh 'as a' ghaoith Chaneil an sheachd' fada bhuainn )
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We lost to France. Again. And I was really hoping for some wins this year! Scotland fans seem to live in hope. *sighs*

I am never living in London. It’s fun for a few hours, but I can’t imagine what it would be like to live in a massive city where everyone is so rude. They say northerners are the cold ones in this country, but if I had to choose between being lost in London and being lost in Edinburgh, I’d take Edinburgh every time.

Trip to Camden. With Polar Bears! )

And Proof that Rugby is better than football (maybe NSFW)! )

[WTF happened to my Facebook page!? If it’s not broke, don’t fix it. Or at least have an ‘opt out’. Fucking Facebook, no wonder I keep forgetting it’s there… And how am I meant to log out!? THIS MAKES NO SENSE!]
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I Porned. I can't believe it took eight of the nine days for a Porn Battle prompt to bite me. And then I hit 15 at once *shakes head at self*. Anyway:

Title:The Breath Before the Phrase
Fandom: Generation Kill [High School AU]
Pairing: Brad/Ray
Rating: NC17
Word Count: Just Under 2,000
Warning(s): Allusion to Abuse
Prompt(s): affection, aftermath, bruise, contact, fingers, first time, high school, high, home, mouth, quiet, sleep, tattoos.

But then Ray’s tongue flickers out, presses against the seam of Brad’s lips, and he’s opening his mouth, letting Ray in. Smoke bleeds down his throat, thick and heavy, Ray’s tongue sliding teasingly over his lower lip as he pulls away.
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Because [livejournal.com profile] idirilifinial said I could have pretties too!

Things that are making me happy today (not including proving the fail inherent in Marxism due to the self-driven nature of the human condition) in visual form. With words. Because it’s me (Maybe NSFW). )

Did I mention in this post that [livejournal.com profile] kahtyasofia is an amazing person with the patience of a saint who doesn't even yell at me for my run-on sentances any more? Because she is. *nods emphatically* Thank you baby. ♥
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Thinky Thoughts in Prose Form )

I wish I could hand this in as coursework. If I have to write one more essay on ‘the presentation of the mother’ I am going to throw something *sigh*.

*bounces*

Jan. 10th, 2010 06:28 pm
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OMG OMG OMG!

Kat wrote me Birthday Fic with all my favourite things! It has Brad and Nate, and toppy!Nate and flogging and shoulders and Brad's back and boys being all in love and trusting and beautiful and... did I mention I love Kat? Because I do. A lot.

*rolls around in her fic*

Umm...

Jan. 8th, 2010 10:47 pm
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GK CAST AS POLARBEARS! I have no words...



*dies of awesome*

[source]
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Three Four things:

  1. Firstly, mini Covenant picspam because there can never be too many pretty boys and someone *cough* Kat *cough* said that there wasn’t enough pretty in that movie. PRETTY! )

  2. I am having a Very Good Day, which started off as a Bad Day, and then turned itself around. My phone is back from the dead (because I do believe in PEBL, I do, I do!) and I can actually eat half a pack of pasta packets without throwing up.

    I wasn’t looking forward to my shift, but the rotas had been changed again, and I got to work with L who is amazingly amazing (and who I wish I’d known sooner because she’s in the same mess that I was a while ago, and I wish I could have helped with that). So we gossiped all night, and then I got to drive her twisty little drive that’s just crazy fun.

    I love that it’s dark now, because I get thinking time on the drive back, and Explosions create brilliant mood music. Now I need an excuse to do a long night drive, see what the muses want to do with that. My Mum was kind of drunk when I got back, so we went to look for meteors, which involved more giggling than actual meteor spotting, but still…

  3. Apparently, I should have gone to Specsavers… I’m re-watching S1 of FNL. I’ve always liked Tim’s relationship with Smash, I think they play off each other really well, though I could never work out why they claimed to be enemies. Why I did I not see the slash potential? And why can’t I find Riggs/Smash slash (is it because it rhymes, which makes me giggle?)!?

  4. I WANT AN ARMORED BEAR. Because they are amazing. But only a nice one, like Iorek.
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Is it possible to die of too many spontaneous orgasms? Because I may just have ‘sploded…

Firstly, how is Taylor Kitsch this pretty!? Even with the crazy artistic shots, he’s just… *drools*.

And then there’s the part where I want to lick Chase Crawford’s shoulderblades

(and there have to be better pictures of his shoulders somewhere. And of Taylor’s shoulders. This might be my mission for this afternoon.).

Also, this guitar part just does stuff to me. Seriously, I’ve been looking for this piece for ages, because I remembered it was a good song, but now I can’t actually listen to it without closing my eyes and going to my happy place. So that will not be going onto my iPod for in the car.

On the plus side, I now have more Explosions on my iPod to calm me down after all the crazy hot ‘splodeyness. So I may yet make it through the day. *happy sigh*

And now, I will continue to write stuff that I’m not supposed to be writing. Because that’s just how I roll…

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