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  1. Tom Hardy has ink on his shoulder blades! And, you know, no clothes on. Why did I not know about this? Ink. On his shoulder blades. *purrs*

  2. Taylor Kitsch has far less hair, but is still ridiculously good looking.

  3. Caity has a Tumblr. Umm... What do I do with a Tumblr? Other than post about Tom Hardy's shoulder blades...

The Sacred

Sep. 4th, 2010 04:33 pm
echoing_dream: (Gen Kill: Brad - Darkness)
The Sacred
by Stephen Dunn

After the teacher asked if anyone had
a sacred place
and the students fidgeted and shrank

in their chairs, the most serious of them all
said it was his car,
being in it alone, his tape deck playing

things he'd chosen, and others knew the truth
had been spoken
and began speaking about their rooms,

their hiding places, but the car kept coming up,
the car in motion,
music filling it, and sometimes one other person

who understood the bright altar of the dashboard
and how far away
a car could take him from the need

to speak, or to answer, the key
in having a key
and putting it in, and going.
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Thanks to [ profile] midniterose, here is how to stop the crossposting of comments/entries from LJ to sites like Facebook:

There is a way to disable everything. Here is what you have to do:

1. Go to your "Journal" menu, and select "Journal Style"
2. To the right, you'll see what theme you're using, with a link stating "Customize Your Theme". Click that link.
3. Scroll down a little ways, and you'll see that on the left side of your screen, you have multiple options to modify your theme. Click on the "Custom CSS" link, and it should load the options for doing Custom CSS.
4. From here, all you have to do is go to the "Custom Stylesheet", and put in that line.

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once you have it pasted in there, save changes.

Feel free to PASS THIS ON!!
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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: [ 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 [ 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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Umm... here, free porn? )
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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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I think I am the only person in the world who's currently grateful that the weekend is over. I cannot do 15 hours straight on my feet any more.

I refuse to smile at any more drunken 40-somethings blatently staring down my top (newsflash guys - you can't see anything! I checked myself in front of a mirror before I left!). I refuse to be polite when you watch me send everything through my till and then tell me it's all on a tab. I refuse to say 'excuse me' to anyone behind the bar standing chatting when I'm working my arse off. I refuse to find the last rounded Stella glass for you because you 'only wanted Stella because of the pretty glasses'.

I love French guys who tell me it's OK to serve wine in half-pint glasses because 'zat is verry French', and who ask me if I 'do everything here?' and who wear flat caps inside because 'it is ze style, no?'. I love my regulars who buy packs of Pork Scratchings and tell me I have to share the pack with them. I love regulars who tell me I'm the one pouring them their best pints after my boss has just yelled at me. I love cute blond guys who are patient enough to let me deal with my more pissy regulars and then ask me first if I'm OK.

I love my job, I just hate how many hours I spend doing it... And now I can only speak coherantly in French. C'est tres amusant, non? ♥
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There is an enormous wasp in my room and I can't get him to leave. I need to sleep, but there's a wasp and he WON'T LEAVE! Someone come rescue me?

Title: Searching for the Change I've Lost Somehow
Author: [ profile] echoing_dream
Pairing: Pogue/Tyler
Rating: NC17
Word Count: ~3000
Warnings: None.
Summary: Written for [ profile] raven_velith's prompt Photographs/Pictures/Cameras in the Weekly Meme.
Author's Notes: This... was not what I started out to write. Pogue is far too vocal in my head...

Searching for the Change I've Lost Somehow )
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Hello LJ, long time no see. I think I got lost there somewhere in a haze of not sleeping properly and trying to sort out visas...

Have a book meme (which I stole from [ profile] badfalcon:

Choose 10 books that you like. List the first sentence or so of each of those books. Let other people try to figure out what book that first line is from.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... )
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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. )


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,


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,


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*


PS I think Caleb could use some more love, though... *hints*
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Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Name 10 songs you love starting with that letter.
[ profile] badfalcon gave me T

Take my Breath Away - Berlin (as in, the Top Gun version when he's riding out to see Charlie *sighs*)
Te Amo - Rhianna
Telephone - Lady GaGa
There You'll Be - Faith Hill
These Exiled Years - Flogging Molly
This Love - Maroon 5
Time Stops - Explosions in the Sky
Too Much Love Will Kill You - Queen
Trouble - Pink
Two Out of Three Ain't Bad - Meatloaf

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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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Day Due: 3
Prompt: The Covenant // Pogue Parry/Tyler Simms // Slow and/or prolonged sex // Don't ever want this to end
State: Posted

Day Due: 3
Prompt: (Any) // (Any) // Multiple Orgasms // "Can you take it?"
State: Posted

Day Due: 8
Prompt: Generation Kill // Brad Colbert/Nate Fick // Intoxication, multiple orgasms, cuddling // He's not sure when they started drinking, but he's glad they did.
State: Writing...
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I somehow managed to sunburn my eyelids. IDEK! Who burns their eyelids!? It's very inconvenient. Plus, I have weird tiger-stripe burns down my back where I got distracted while applying suncream. Ouch.

This is an audience participation meme, requiring audience participation *beams*:

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself? Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies." I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. (Yes, even you people who I know really well). Then post this in your own journal. In return, ask me anything you'd like to know about me and I'll give you an answer.
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Wales always messes with me. I always forget that I need to look for Welsh place-names rather than the English ones, and that roads that continue on maps tend to turn into the sea without warning on the land. I also forget that Gaelic is no help whatsoever with anything Welsh. *sighs* I am never driving in Wales by myself again, I only managed to escape via Sennybridge, which was helpfully labeled by the Army with "East-bound (England) Traffic, follow BYPASS A40". In Red.

On the plus side, I had the most comfortable bed I have ever slept in; the cute little pub had awesome cider that knocked me sideways at two in the afternoon; and I just had 'gigli' pasta, which has indeed made me giggly. *beams*

Never again Wales, never again until next year at least.
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Title:My First Kiss Went a Little Like This
Author: [ profile] echoing_dream
Fandom: The Covenant
Pairing: Pogue/Tyler
Rating: G
Warning(s): None.
Word Count: 1,478
Summary: "I've never kissed anyone," he says softly, closing his eyes to the hot tears that threaten again. He can't play spin the bottle or any of the other stupid games Reid and his friends think up. He doesn't want his first kiss to be like that, fumbled and awkward, in front of everyone.
Author's Note: Umm... This was supposed to be about 400 words long. Oops. For [ profile] boho_beata on the Weekly Meme (which she invented because she is awesome and wanted more delicious OT4 porn).

My First Kiss Went a Little Like This )
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Title: Light Comes Pouring Through
Author: [ profile] echoing_dream
Fandom: The Covenant
Pairing: Caleb/Pogue/Tyler
Word Count: 4,065
Rating: NC17
Kinks: Multiple Orgasms
Warning(s): None
Prompt: [ profile] caiyenne "Can you take it?" on [ profile] rounds_of_kink
Summary: Reid had been twitchy for months, growing ever more scratchy since his Ascension, the new power bubbling hot and angry under his skin... When Reid leave, Pogue and Caleb comfort Tyler.
Author’s Note: Unbeta'd. This is not happy fic...

( 'Cause you are not alone / And I am there with you / And we'll get lost together / 'Till the light comes pouring through )
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Title: Give me a Shooting Star
Author: [ profile] echoing_dream
Fandom: The Covenant
Pairing: Pogue/Tyler
Word Count: 1,604
Rating: NC17
Kinks: Slow/Prolonged Sex
Warning(s): None
Prompt: [ profile] mickey_sixx Don’t ever want this to end… on [ profile] rounds_of_kink
Summary: PWP. Pogue finds Tyler all alone in the hot tub after the party…
Author’s Note: Short and sweet. No beta, so all mistakes are mine.

( Give me a Shooting Star )


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