- Location:Home
- Mood:
blah - Music:"Family Guy"
Title: Your Own Destroyer
Author:
damion_starr
Rating: R
Author's Note: This was inspired by a discussion I had with you guys about how the sturdy table in "Why We Fight" could be used for Winnix fun. My first fic in the fandom, but I've been obsessed with this pairing since I watched "Currahee" with my boyfriend. Minutes in, when Winters watches Nixon light a cigarette VERY intently, my inner fangirl immediately sat up and said "What's all this then?". Because apparently my inner fangirl is British. ^^;; A continuation of the scene where Nix tells Dick about the failed jump.
Warning: Contains lots of language (but anyone who watches the series can expect that) and graphic slash. That's guy-on-guy smex. Don't like, don't read.
Disclaimer: I, like all BoB fanfiction writers, like to make clear that this is based off the characters from the series, rather than the real men of Easy Company, whom I greatly respect and admire. I am flat broke. If I was actually making any money here, I wouldn't still be working overtime for barely over minimum wage. And as for the slash, one fan said it best when they said "I'm pretty sure there wasn't any homosexuality in real life or in the book, but goddamn if Ron Livingston and Damian Lewis weren't hamming it up for the camera!"
PS Ron and Damian: fangirls everywhere thank you for that. ^^
- Location:My cousin's house, babysitting
- Mood:
accomplished - Music:Whatever's on CW before "Supernatural"
| 001. | OTP | 002. | Couple | 003. | Cry | 004. | Laugh | 005. | Anger |
| 006. | Control | 007. | Trouble | 008. | Cops | 009. | Hospital | 010. | Sickness |
| 011. | Blue | 012. | Red | 013. | Black | 014. | White | 015. | Colors |
| 016. | Food | 017. | Pizza | 018. | Taco | 019. | Toast | 020. | Cookie |
| 021. | Soda | 022. | Beer | 023. | Drunk | 024. | Wine | 025. | Party |
| 026. | Parents | 027. | Aunt | 028. | Uncle | 029. | Brother | 030. | Sister |
| 031. | Car | 032. | Motorcycle | 033. | Truck | 034. | Mini Van | 035. | Hummer |
| 036. | Flower | 037. | Tree | 038. | Seed | 039. | Catcus | 040. | Root |
| 041. | Bird | 042. | Cat | 043. | Dog | 044. | Fish | 045. | Fly |
| 046. | Hunting | 047. | Fishing | 048. | Baseball | 049. | Soccerr | 050. | Hockey |
| 051. | Water | 052. | Fire | 053. | Earth | 054. | Air | 055. | Storm |
| 056. | Friends | 057. | Ex-Friends | 058. | Enemies | 059. | Lovers | 060. | Ex-Lover |
| 061. | Snow | 062. | Rain | 063. | Heat | 064. | Fall | 065. | Hope |
| 066. | Necklace | 067. | Ring | 068. | Watch | 069. | Ear Ring | 070. | Bracelet |
| 071. | Time | 072. | Minute | 073. | Hour | 074. | Second | 075. | Day |
| 076. | Death | 077. | Life | 078. | Rebirth | 079. | Heal | 080. | Curse |
| 081. | Concert | 082. | Singer | 083. | Actor | 084. | Writer | 085. | Read |
| 086. | King | 087. | Queen | 088. | President | 089. | She | 090. | He |
| 091. | Birthday | 092. | Christmas | 093. | Thanksgiving | 094. | Halloween | 095. | New Year |
| 096. | Writer‘s Choice | 097. | Writer‘s Choice | 098. | Writer‘s Choice | 099. | Writer‘s Choice | 100. | Writer‘s Choice |
- Location:Work T____T
- Mood:
tired
Fandom: The Unusuals
Pairing: Leo Banks/Eric Delahoy
Rating: R, mature, whatever.
Warnings: SLASH. And a tiny bit o language. Just mostly SLASH
Summary: When the truth finally comes out, Leo must fight to save his best friend.
Disclaimer: Don't own nothing.
Well, I finally wrote a fic after almost six years. (*kicks lazy muses*) I worry that my work has fallen flat in that time, but I'll leave that up to you. Still, it was a labor of love, since I've been shipping these two like crazy since I started watching. I'm such a sucker for those male cop pairings. ^^
( I Will Follow You Into The Dark )
- Mood:
accomplished
My dad was on dialysis for over nine years and had 5 transplants. Most people can only survive on dialysis alone for about ten years. Then a 18 year old boy and his 16 year old sister were in a car accident. When their parents arrived to the hospital, both were braindead. The parents took them off life support, even though they hadn't been on it for even a day, and they donated every organ that could be harvested. My dad got their eighteen year old son's kidneys. Because of those parent's selflessness, my dad is alive today. We owe that family everything, and I think about that often. When I went in to renew my driver's license on my 18th birthday, the first thing I did was check the box indicating I wanted to be an organ donor. Some religious nut once made the mistake of questioning my decision. I looked at him and said: "Because some kid checked that box, my dad is alive today. I will remember him forever for that, and I look forward to making a difference for a family in the same way".
Organ donation is something I feel very strongly about, and encourage everyone to give the ultimate gift to someone who needs it. You will live on forever in someone's grateful heart.
- Location:Home
- Mood:
calm - Music:Family Guy
- Location:Home
- Mood:
amused - Music:'The Venture Bros'
I can't believe that Ai has completely destroyed my confidence. I haven't drawn since I left a few months ago, so I gave it a try today to get ready for going to LSC. *Tried* being the operative word. Nothing I did looked right. AT ALL. I spent a good half hour on legs alone. When I gave up on that and tried another one, this time a closeup, the hands looked horrible. I kept hearing a voice in my head going "That's not in proportion" "there's no depth" "the fingers are uneven and irregular". I was up all night trying to draw a single picture. Then the voices changed to "that sucks" "you never had any talent" etc, etc. I broke down crying and had to take two Ativan to calm down. Stupid voices. Fucking Len. That asshole told me my project for a drawing class my first quarter was repetitive and showed that I would not make it in the business at this point. Fucker. Like his project was sooo original. He only adopted the "modern art" look because he can't draw for shit...but I suppose that's neither here nor there. I was happy when Chris agreed with me about Len.
Okay, artists be honest, do I have any talent whatsoever? I'll send parts of my portfolio if anyone cares to critique. It can even be negative as long as you help me improve. Nothing is more useless than someone looking at a picture, saying it sucks, then walking away. Even when I was in the Chicago museum I took the time to critique EVERYTHING!
Anyway, someone PLEASE save my sanity!
- Location:Home
- Mood:
depressed - Music:"Don't Believe In Love" by Dido
Anyway, to answer the question, no. A zombie is nothing more than a walking pile of meat. When a person becomes a zombie, they first die, and then lose everything that makes them....alive. Zombies have virtually no reasoning skills, no distinct personality, do not feel pain and do not need to breathe. They can walk (sort of, and depending on which movie you watch), they can see just not comprehend the world around them, and feel only the most basic instinct any living creature can feel: the need to eat. Technically, they don't even NEED to eat. It doesn't sustain them. But even when we're born we have the urge to eat. It's burned deep into us and can't be shaken. Perhaps the reason they seek out live flesh is that they've regressed back to a hunter mentality. Early humans were hunters; predators. It's in our genes. Of course, as we developed empathy and the like, we suppressed our need to hunt all the time and found other ways to get food. But zombies are stripped of empathy. They feel nothing, both mentally and physically. They ARE dead. It's just that their bodies haven't gotten that message yet.
"When There's No More Room In Hell, The Dead Will Walk The Earth" ~ Dawn Of The Dead
- Location:Home
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:"Dawn Of The Dead" by Murderdolls
I could ramble on for hours about horror movies (I've been subscribing to Fangoria for about five years now) but I'll just cut it short and make a few more suggestions:
Thir13en Ghosts
The Thing
The After Dark Horrorfest series (though I haven't seen the recent six movies, and fuck Unrest that movie's crap)
Ginger Snaps
Shaun Of The Dead (while not technically horror, it's made by two zombie movie fanboys and is HILARIOUS!)
Last of all, for those of you looking for a new scary series, check out Supernatural. That show is soooo incredible. It's the first show to scare me since the early days of The X-Files, and the Winchester brothers, Dean and Sam (played by Jensen Ackles and Jared Padelecki respectively) are soooo HOT- I mean.....um.....good at what they do. ^^ It delves into every kind of horror, from ghosts to demons to things I've never even heard of, and also has a sense of humor. They even did an ep recently that was all in black and white, took place in a town that looked like a European village, and featured Dracula, the Wolf Man and the Mummy. I fangirl-squealed myself to death!
Anyway, I could easily make more suggestions, I'm already listing a bunch in my head, but I'll stop here. *sigh* Maybe one day I'll write a book or something on horror movies. Based on this ramble, you guys would read that, right?
- Location:Home
- Mood:
amused - Music:"The Strangers"
- Location:Home
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:"Bring Em Out Dead" by Onyx
- Location:Home In Hermantown
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:"House" on TV
Every year on this day I feel like this. I'm physically and emotionally exhausted. The curse of being an Empath with strong emotional memory. I woke up this morning and felt like I'd been run over. Even my coworkers noticed that I wasn't my usual self. It's hard to explain to people you'd just met that you feel the emotions of those around you as strongly as you feel your own. September 11th is a day marked by sadness and death, and it's so strong I still feel it seven years later.
- Location:Hermantown
- Mood:
exhausted - Music:"Kiss Me Goodbye" by Angela Aki
- Location:Hermantown
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:"Love Like A Razorblade" by Junkie XL
- Location:Apt 109
- Mood:
morose - Music:"Carry On My Wayward Son" by Kansas
- Mood:
contemplative
Elizabeth Karl
2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Arthur Don
3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Wigbr ...........that makes no sense whatsoever
4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Purple Horse. Like some kinda lame superhero
5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Lee Duluth. Sounds like a dude's name........
6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
Black The Sprite ........................................
7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Bron. Hee
8. GANGSTA NAME: (fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Unconditional Chocolate Chocolate Chip. Word
9. ROCK STAR NAME: (current pet's name last pet's name, current street name)
Faith Washington. Sounds like a senator or a porn star.
10. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)
Precious Jewel MnMs Yey candy ^^
11. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)
Stephanie Alpine .................................
- Mood:
amused
- Location:Apt 109
- Mood:
amused - Music:"South Park"
- Location:AI
- Mood:
angry - Music:"U & Ur Hand" by Pink
HEATH LEDGER IS DEAD.
Ennis is DEAD?!?!?!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- Location:Apt 116
- Mood:
depressed - Music:Dance Remix of BBM Theme
This was left for my Jurassic Park slash fic, "Out Of Luck". Was also the first review of that fic. It sort of freaked me out, because that fic was the first I've found of the fandom and pairing. But now I've got a bunch of glowing reviews, so I can laugh. Will you join me? ^^
Matt15086
ok dude u must be seriously gay! Cause men and men do NOT kiss what so ever! That is the sickest thing ever! No wonder no one has reivewed this fic. GUYS ARE ONLY SUPPOSE TO LIKE GIRLS! THERE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE GAY! THAT'S JUST PLAIN WRONG! so please don't put up anymore gay fic's again person! :)
When I replied, the first thing I said? "I'm FEMALE dumbass". Also loved the smiley face at the end, as if that makes his entire homophobic rant okay. I hope he never gets laid....
- Location:Apt 116
- Mood:
bitchy - Music:Something on MSNBC

