Oct. 14th, 2002

butterfly: (Shag? - Dylan/Harper)
With lyrics from Shatter by Meredith Brooks.
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butterfly: (Justified)
Because ow, thank you very much.

Occasionally, being female just. Sucks.

Meh. I hate this.
butterfly: (Winged!Lance)
"You can make some of the people happy some of the time, but you can't make all the people happy all of the time."

No matter how harmless or nice I may think something is, someone, somewhere, thinks that it's a horrible, horrible thing.

*sigh*
butterfly: (Justified)
Fucking Timberlake. I've just been reading some of the recent articles and damn but that man can play with the press.

And he keeps playing the 'not talking about Britney... no wait, talking about Britney but only so much' game. And he keeps leading people to the 'Did she cheat?" thought and then leaving them there. It's like he's taking them to the edge of the cliff and then wandering away when they ask what's at the bottom. He never has to say it, he doesn't even really imply it. He just says a few things, lets people draw certain conclusions, then plays Cryptic Guy.

Hmm.

Oct. 14th, 2002 11:49 am
butterfly: (Shag? - Dylan/Harper)
I want to write Andromeda fic, but I'm unsure of what pov to use.

Something to consider.
butterfly: (Default)
Title: One of a Million
Author: Diana Michelle
Rating: PG
Pairing: Dylan/Harper
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
Note: It's my first Andromeda story. Well, snippet really.
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butterfly: (Default)
I'm going through my site and putting a quote from each of my stories story under its link. Because I've just realized that I really like that when other people do it.
butterfly: (Default)
Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now;
Now, while the world is bent my deeds to cross,
Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,
And do not drop in for an after-loss:
Ah, do not, when my heart hath 'scoped this sorrow,
Come in the rearward of a conquer'd woe;
Give not a windy night a rainy morrow,
To linger out a purposed overthrow.
If thou wilt leave me, do not leave me last,
When other petty griefs have done their spite
But in the onset come; so shall I taste
At first the very worst of fortune's might,
And other strains of woe, which now seem woe,
Compared with loss of thee will not seem so.

Grrr.

Oct. 14th, 2002 04:16 pm
butterfly: (Shag? - Dylan/Harper)
I was trying to write a Tyr's view story but I can not figure out what he would call Harper. I haven't seen enough of second season and Tyr hasn't called him anything in third season.

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