hogwarts gone wild

Ngk.

This is the first time I've been near a computer in days. I have comments to answer, and fest fics to review, and. Damn you, awkward living situation. Damn you to hell and back.

I'm actually trying to write something right now, and it's not working out. Allow me to explain, in the form of an IM conversation:

( in which i am ridiculous )

I don't even know.

There was fic last night! Bandom fic, even!

- Pictures of Me and You
Frank/Gerard. My Chemical Romance. R, for bad language and shameless rutting on a bus.

Right. Onto my incredibly exciting life:

- Work on my outstanding Harry Potter deadlines continues apace. I've made serious progress on the fic that's the latest -- Lisa! I love you! No, really! -- enough progress that I've mostly abandoned my earlier (if somewhat vague) ideas toward taking a bath with my toaster.

- Work on the My Chemical Romance Tattoo Shop AU of crack and possible fail has not started, sadly. But it will. Oh yes, it will. I can already hear Mikey's opening conversation with Ray, and somewhere in the back of my brain, Gerard is mumbling about needles. Mumbling, seriously. I know, I'm hilariously excited about a fic that I practically swore on a Bible I wasn't going to write, but I'm a big smelly liar like that, and wolfshirts is a disease. Also, wildestranger and jezzabe carry really big cattleprods.

- At work today, I was bitchslapped by a sex pollen fic bunny wherein Mikey all but mauls Frank in a club restroom. It was all hands fisted in shirts and hips pressed against the sink and the way Frank's tattoos were yellowed by the flickering, fluorescent lights, and that was before it devolved into disgustingly filthy porn. Accordingly, Bandom is having a Sex Pollen Meme as we speak. Unaccordingly, I can't play along. I'm way too backed up in the fic department. My deadlines -- Lisa! You're my favourite! Honestly! -- totally own my soul.

- MCR is going to be in Irvine the first week of April, and I am torn. I hate the Verizon Amphitheatre like burning. Of course, I wouldn't actually have to go inside, because it's one of those all-day outdoor ordeals, so I'd mostly be standing around in the parking lot. And I'm not familiar with any of the other bands, so. It's probably safe to assume that MCR is playing last, or near to last, but I wouldn't want to risk it. And I've learned calling the venue for performance times is pointless -- they want you to be there all day, because this raises the chances of you pissing your money away on overpriced beer and crappy food.

- My other option is to drive out to see them in Tempe, Arizona the last week in March. I'm totally crazy like that, and I lived in Tempe once, but. frontbits is flat out refusing to be crazy with me. Apparently, we're too old for pointless sick days from work and day-trips that are six hours one way. I am wholly unimpressed with her adult logic, but I am also wholly unimpressed with the idea of heading for the next state over with nothing but myself for company. The last time I was stuck in a car for a protracted period of time, it resulted in horribly pretentious Harry/Draco songfic to the tune of Nine Inch Nails.

- Regulus Black is still my king.

Well. The best I can about today is: at least it's halfway over.

I'm having soy yoghurt for lunch, and it tastes -- well, not so great. I'm trying to decide if this is because it's a) soy yoghurt, b) banana flavoured, which I didn't much care for when I still ate dairy yoghurt, c) two days past it's sell-by date, or d) all of the above.

In other news, an idle xylodemon is a ridiculous xylodemon. I just sent a terribly late fest fic to beta, and what have I been doing while I wait, instead of something useful -- say, cleaning my house or doing laundry? Yeah, I've just been pootling around the internet. Shockingly, this resulted in me reading a metric fuckton of fanfic, from both HP and Bandom. And because I have no sense of continuity, I've been reading from both fandoms back to back.

Which got me to thinking about my reading habits in both fandoms. Turns out, they're quite different in one regard.

As far as HP is concerned, AUs have never been my thing. I've read and enjoyed some of the milder sort -- say, where a single canon event was changed -- and I tend to give Bring Back Black fics a free pass, but I just can't get into the bigger, more epic sort. I'm a total whore for the HP canon settings and, to a lesser degree, the HP canon timeline. I know plenty of people like AUs, and I know some authors write them very well, but I 'm just not interested in the one where Remus and Sirius are working on a dude ranch, or Harry and Draco are fire-fighters in Los Angeles.

Oddly enough, this is in direct conflict with my Bandom tastes. Don't get me wrong: I love canon Bandom fics -- where the bands are on tour, or recording an album, or pottering around the same apartment/house/hotel on their downtime, but. I've quickly become a huge fan of the Bandom AU. Recently, I cannot get enough of the fics where they are all attending private school, or living in the same apartment complex, or going to film school, or working at the bookstore Jon Walker inherited from his grandmother. Also the one where Pete 'babysits' a slightly underage Patrick.

Huh.

Also, jezzabe is a vile enabler. I spammed her the other day with this picture of Gabe Saporta grinding on Mikey Way like it's his job, and jezzabe now wants me to write fic wherein Mikey acquiesced to Gabe's barbaric behaviour because of Gabe's smirk. And because Gabe promised threatened to show Mikey his basement.

*eyes HP to-do list*

*cries*