Love Is What Remains

I was just going to write a hopeless little snippet to demonstrate why I can't... really CAN'T(!) write S/R (or... anything else) of any substance, but then the snippet grew a bit and it's still stupid & pointless & fluffy & probably crackier than my last crack because I don't even try to stay within the bounds of plausibility that much (...yeah). But it's here if you want to point and laugh.

...Just don't read if you want a sensitive or sexy or... uh, remotely sane or even shippy S/R fic or just a good fic or whatever ^^;

( - Can't Fool A Werewolf (or, Sirius Black Never Gets a Break) - I'm sorry, everybody. )

AAAAAARgh, I seriously cannot wait to post this even though I'm spamming y'all :(( I haven't written H/D fluff in FOREVER, but I love lillithium's watercolors so I was inspired, but they're just so soft and sweet and fluffy, IT WASN'T MY FAULT, OKAY?? Not my fault!! *cries*

Okay, so. Like. Don't hurt me, I wrote H/D vaguely PWP post-war fluff :( :( *repents immediately!!* :( And yes, I'm trying to both write & avoid my angsty plotty Death Eater!Draco fic. :/ WAH.

( H/D ficlet~! 'Sparklers' - H/D - PG13 - Sometimes we all need a little light to show, and to keep. )

Some people might say I'm being hypocritical by posting this bit of semi-fluff-- I just like to think of it as being... er... refreshingly multi-faceted. Anyway, ahahah, there was this post about how/why would canon!Draco say 'I love you', and whether he might say it more easily just to get stuff from people 'cause he's a brat. Heh.

So of course I couldn't resist. Especially 'cause presently I'm working on a long-ass dark!Draco fic, and I think I needed a break. I'm one of those people who have severe issues writing Draco saying that-- ever-- to anyone-- so it was a challenge, imagining how Draco would actually say that casually and remain in character. This bit of silliness resulted.

Those who do actually have a serious thing about er... non-angsty things should probably... er... stay away. Anyway, this isn't fluff, per se. Maybe. That is my story and I'm sticking to it!!1 Damn all you temptresses, whittling away at my resolve.

( Ficlet! - `Gifts' - H/D, D/P - R-rated? - Draco is a very bad boy. Oh, he really is. But he luuuurves Pan-- Har-- stuff. )

I easily admit I'm kinda high on sugar right now, but this H/D MST3K smutfic is cracking me up big time. It really is.

There should be more of these things. Mockity mock mock mock. Dude. I think I see my calling... calling to me. *coughs* 'Course, when I try writing a parody... well, let's just say it involves cheesecake and carrots -.-

The only problem is, I can't fully mock the -fics-, 'cause I can't mock -them-. I can only gently tease them. Grrrr. Grrrr, I say!!

...So I wrote an insane semi-parody way-too-fluffy and not-really-as-funny-as-I-think H/D mpreg, ahahahahahahah. Except not (just-- trust me). It's the sugar, I tell you. The sugar. Hehehe, feel free to MST3K or whatever, etc etc. This is just a bit of late-nite insanity, man.

( `First Comes Love' - H/D - R - Mpreg parody type thing, except not. You know. Er. May be hazardous to your health. Proceed with all due caution. )

anyway, this is just me perving over this model shot (the one on top).

( ...he has a thing about That Mouth.... - er. drabble-type thing. )

    so yes, now i come to my actual -fic-. this is my first sirius/remus and may be my last. i wrote it in response to the fuh-q-fest challenge before realizing that particular challenge was closed-- to wit, `sirius and remus babysit infant harry', ehehehe. it amuses me (who knows why-- obviously i have issues).
    it doesn't aspire to anything, and that's why it was so easy to write. actually letting yourself -say- things takes a lot out of one (in my experience), and just blabbering on like a silly goose is easier than breathing. so basically, i suck, go read aja & ivy >:D<

( that said.... here be fic: `Learning Curves' - Sirius/Remus - NC17 humor/smut, v. lame and stupid, but that's the fun of it, no? although, if anyone who reads s/r actually reads this, i would muchly appreciate being told how and where i messed up, characterization-wise-- i would bake you donuts. no, really )

this is for you, fandom, with much love and t00biness. and no, nothing that can possibly happen could affect my otp, of course. of course. >:D

( `The Boys Who Lived'-- a meta-5th-year ficlet-- H/D, of course. R or NC17 or something like that. moo. )

i don't know -why- the hell i turned it into a ficlet, but there you go. the muse is fickle. admittedly, they seem to be more sleepy than normal, but what the hell, -i'm- more sleepy than normal, and i think it shows >:D<

but still. semi-realistic (i hope!) boy-smut. rejoice. H/D though. heh. i'd have to actually -try-, to write anything else ;)
    and wah, am i frighteningly prolific lately, or what? ><;;

( `morning run' - yah, yah, bad title, but hey, it's the smut that counts, right? - H/D, NC-17, ficlet. )

i was inspired to write something, to challenge myself to sound less dorky myself, if i could. i don't know if i succeeded. in fact, writing ron in -any- context has never been a piece of cake for me (this is probably 90% of why i ship neither harry/ron nor draco/ron-- i couldn't write ron to save my life). so, this isn't really all that ron-like. but at least it's not what you normally come across. i -think-.

( so. `telling ron'- an hp coming out fic. no pairing. w00t! i wrote gen slash, eheheheh. )

well. i couldn't resist. hee. because i am sappy that way.
warning: not an ounce of angst in this.
duh.
on the bright(??) side, i did write a deathfic, which i'll post after i follow through with my wunn-derful beta's (*schnoogles ishuca*) edits.... so. without further ado:

( this is `my favourite things'-- a fic for ashura )