Dec. 14th, 2012

My week of Hobbit madness

Aaaaaah. I KNOW, I KNOW, LATE LATE LATE. It kind of sucks that I didn't get the chance to write this all up a couple weeks ago when it was completely fresh in my mind, but between visitors and work and crazy commuting, there just hasn't been any time.

Anyway, better late than never! I'd decided a while ago that even if there was no way I could shag, bribe, threaten or otherwise cheat my way into receiving an invite to the world premiere of The Hobbit on November 28 (really, and here I thought I was famous *snort*), nor, alternatively, pay for one (tickets went for $2000 each, apparently - youch), I was still going to be in Wellington that week, come hell or high water, and soak in as much Hobbitsphere as I possibly could.

The timing worked out well since the lovely [info]alsha and I had tickets to see Avenue Q in Palmerston North that week anyway, so I just extended my stay to make sure I'd be in Welly on premiere day.

A note on picspam: Some of the photos are a little too wide for my IJ layout but this post has already taken way longer than it should and I am not resizing the damn things now, lol. If you want to see the pics properly, look at them while on the "leave a comment" screen!

Pre-premiere excitement )


Hobbit Fair, public screenings, LotR love, with a smidge of hypothermia plot )

Red carpet stalkage! (here there be picspam) )

And I think that's pretty much it! I have more pics but they're all variations on the ones I've posted here. It was a fabulous day, the atmosphere was great, everyone was lovely beyond belief, and I'm pleased as pie that we got to go, that we got such a good spot, and that everything worked out so beautifully. The city went all out for the entire week and being able to be a part of it just about made me explode with fangirly joy. Now all that's left to do is ACTUALLY WATCH THE DAMN MOVIE, which we're doing this Sunday (in 3D, because 3D means Richard Armitage will reach out of the screen and snog me, Y/Y? /science). I CAN'T WAIT.

And if you've made it through this massive post, you deserve a cookie, or at least some Lembas bread:

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And Richard Armitage singing, because reasons.

Sep. 3rd, 2012

Breed Me (IDEK what this is. Sterek mpreg songcrack, apparently).

I blame [info]amyriadfthings and [info]amo_amas_amat for enabling this :p

So uhm. It all started with mocking the millions of badvids out there using Breathe Me. And then there was the reading of fic and encountering of lots of equally bad knotting fic in which "pups" was used as a synonym for "come" and people apparently thought someone moaning "Breed me!" in the middle of sex was hot (hint: it's really, really not). Then there was a brainmush of "Breathe Me should really be Breed Me, lololol," and... well... that was that.


IF I COULD VID, I WOULD MAKE THIS AN ACTUAL VID. )


...yeah. I'm just going to quietly drown myself now, kthxbai.

Aug. 6th, 2012

Welcome to the most useless post ever

I HAVE FIFTY-SEVEN MILLION NEW ICONS SO I NEED TO POST FIFTY-SEVEN MILLION THINGS SO I CAN USE THEM ALL.

BUT I HAVE NO CONTENT. ZILCH, NADA, NIENTE, I HAVE ABSOLUTELY TOTALLY NOTHING TO SAY.

MY FIRST-WORLD PROBLEMS, LET ME SHOW YOU THEM.

*THIS IS A POST*

*IT REQUIRES COMMENTS WITH ICONS*

*SO I CAN REPLY TO THEM WITH MORE ICONS*

*LA LA LA*

hello friendslist tell me the price of fish today

Jul. 31st, 2012

Icons, icons, icons (Robin Hobb, Elisabeth, Lucifer, and assorted others)

The lovely [info]spaghettitoes has organised this icon challenge for all the shiny new fandoms flying around the Igloo. I picked Robin Hobb because apparently I love to make my life difficult, lol.

Christine, I TRIED to match your categories but there were some that just really don't work for this fandom (and also my brain fails at this specific organisation thing), so this was more of a "make icons first, approximate categories later, skip the rest" approach, I'm afraid. But I made you priest icons and went cosplaying for you, so you can't tut at me ;)

PLEASE NOTE: Obviously since Robin Hobb's works are not exactly picture books, I had to find material elsewhere. I have two primary sources: 1) cover artist John Howe's paintings; 2) a selection of fantastic fanart from DeviantArt that their creators have given me their generous permission to use. If you take any of these icons, PLEASE credit these artists for their work. The relevant info plus links to DeviantArt galleries (with lots of more gorgeous stuff) is beneath the respective icon panels. I think crediting John Howe is probably optional since he already has ALL the fame and money ;) (here is his portfolio, though) but please do credit the fanart creators where indicated.

Fandoms:
Robin Hobb's books (Farseers, Liveship Traders, Tawny Man and Rain Wilds Chronicles trilogies, plus a couple of Windsingers ones)
Elisabeth the musical
Elisabeth the historical figure
Lucifer
Revenge
Wicked
And some miscellaneous things.

Okay! Categories!

We'll all ignore the fact that I am legitimately terrible at iconing, okay? Awesome. )

/omg insanitycakes.

Mar. 19th, 2012

Mallory & Irvine: A Historical Mountaineering RPS Post (What? Yes! Oh God.)

I have been meaning to post more but could not really think of what, as I'm on a strictly limited allowance of Crazy Things My Cats Did posts. I have, however, recently rediscovered my love of reading (something I didn't have too much time for the past few years), so I've been devouring books like a Death Eater eating, uhm, death (or possibly treacle).

One of the things I have been reading about is climbing. I used to climb and used to love it but I've kind of grown too old and lazy to do it, and also, mountains are fucking terrifying. I mean, they're entirely awesome in every way but personally I'm done crawling all over them with a big neon-green sign reading "COME AND KILL ME" around my neck, you know?

Instead, I read about other climbers, which is great fun, very educational and very much less lethal.

So without further ado, let me present to you two mountaineering legends of the early 20th century and their Great Clandestine Gay Love Affair (As Totally Fabricated By Me):

I am probably going to hell for this (picspam-heavy) )

Oct. 31st, 2011

Next up on Soapton Abbey: Newborn miraculously recovers from amnesia! (Accent has changed though).

Dear Downton Abbey,

Spoilers )

May. 20th, 2011

huh, creepy.

At the back of my garden is a little creek with a tiny bridge over it and an old latched gate leading to the little hillside patch of utter wilderness between the houses on top of the hill and ours. I go back there to read or climb trees sometimes and the cats like to stalk invisible things. It's pretty and very very overgrown.

This morning [info]lilithilien confusedly asked me if I'd blocked and/or fixed the latch on that gate. I had no idea what she was talking about so went to have a look. Turns out she's right, I cannot open the gate and half of the latch is gone (it's one of those very basic ones where you essentially lift the gate's latch over a little metal blocker to open the gate). Instead of that piece of metal, there's a big old rusty nail sticking out, effectively preventing me from lifting the latch over it and thus blocking the gate.

This nail is a mystery. It's not a nail that has randomly slipped out of the wood somewhere. It's very specifically put in right there to block the gate, but it's not a new or recent addition. It's an old, rusty, weathered nail covered in lichen, and the crack it's in is old and weathered and lichen-covered too. No one really has access to that part of my property unless they came from the other side (i.e. the wild patch that belongs to no one), and if someone had gone to all that effort just to put a nail into my gate, I would be very bemused, but too look at the nail, that someone must've done that, like, 50 years ago.

Only that gate was open and nail-free a few days ago.

...??

I can lift the latch over the nail and open the gate if I pull reeeeeaaally hard and I looked all over the ground for the missing part of the latch but there was nothing. Just a rusty big nasty nail barring my gate. A nail that wasn't there a few days ago yet looks like it's been there for decades.

Clearly the only sensible explanation is that a time traveller has dropped by to block my gate because unspeakable evil lurks in the wild patch, and now I've set it all loose by going back there anyway.

(That patch of wild is also where I left a ring that I found while swimming in a creek a few years ago that I thought was pretty and then promptly had the rottenest bad luck for two weeks until I dumped the thing... yeah, yeah, I know, don't pick strange rings out of strange bodies of water in Middle Earth, I learned my lesson, okay. Anyway, the ring is still there. But it hasn't wreaked any havoc in 3 years and I'm pretty sure it can't wield a time-travelling hammer.)

Mar. 14th, 2011

Fanart, crack, HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL: Stella's Moving Topstory

Happy VERY BELATED BIRTHDAY, [info]lilithilien! Or, you know, random mid-March BECAUSE-YOU-ARE-AWESOME present ;)

Title: The Very Awesome, Serious And Dramatic, Not At All Ridiculous REAL Topstory of 2010!!!!!!
Artist: [info]aldiara
Fandom/Characters: Alles Was Zählt, Stella, Lars, Roman, Deniz, Oliver
Medium: Comic
Rating: PG for upsetting depictions of roadkill
Warnings: Stella. Exclamation mark abuse. Artfail (but who cares about Oliver, right?) DRAMATIC comic EMPHASIS!!!!
Disclaimer: These characters belong to RTL.
Artist's notes: Inspired by RTL.de's hilariously simplistic summary of Stella's wheelchair ordeal. I meant to colour it, I did. But GIMP fail and laziness prevailed. Just think of it as a comic noir :p

My IJ layout doesn't like the sizing, so here, have a direct cracklink!

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