my heart beats like the meanest kid on the school bus

[fic] Takuya Kimura/Masahiro Nakai (SMAP) - A Crush to Pass the Time - PG

2009-10-02T18:08:55Z

Ttile: A Crush to Pass the Time
Rating: PG
Author: livrin
Pairing: Takuya Kimura/Masahiro Nakai
Fandom: SMAP
Disclaimer: I don't own them. They're nothing to do with me and this probably never happened.
A/N: Just a...thing I threw in together in respond to takarai_karin prompt while stressing in the middle of writing my international civil law paper. Obviously I was crazy. Title and few lines stolen from Plushgun's A Crush to Pass the Time, cause it was on loop in my player while writing this.

You were all about underwater current, spotting the unsaid micro question mark in a lilted agreement, and redefining concept of street beauty on a regular basis. The angle of wrist, strap of a postman bag that cut a perfect line on top of a bony clavicle, and the soft curve of a slope of an ankle.

He was all bashful smiles, startling eyes, honest to good vibrant laughs, and that sliver of sharp edge hiding under the unguarded look between pre-morning coffee and hairsprayeyelinertoomuchfoundation warzone.

Business and beauty, easily marketed hand in hand together, and you, and him, stood right at the center of it. Evolving with it as well as shaping it. And each year you've watched him slowly breaking away from the mold while still pulling a string at it. And you and your overpricedsuitresponsiblepersona couldn't be blame that with each of carefree boisterous laughter he threw over his shoulder your eyes followed him around just a little bit too close. A little bit too personal. A little bit too systematically cataloguing in a sense that really was not stalker-ish at all. No, you were just a very good friend and partnermember.

And a responsible adult.

It was somehow easy when you stood in line.

The dependable kind hands that stretched just few inches behind his back, just incase... Just incase.

And, you would still hold him close today.
.
You know, in just a friend way.

END ...(maybe)

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Now, back to my paper. Self, why so kerrawzayy.... 5 hours to the deadline. Urg, I can't even keep straight of the defendants' names. *whimpers*

A/N: Sorry, forgot to add. It's written to this wonderful prompt:
Hey you with the bashful smile, you with the startling eyes, I'm looking thru your window, watching how you live your lies.

Writer's Block: Theme Song

2009-04-16T08:17:46Z

What song would you choose as the theme song for your life?

View 501 Answers

Humm... I dunno, I guess if I have to pick it on the spot, it would be The Zuton's Valerie? Valerie being 'my life in general' and I'm Dave McCabe here. Cause sometimes I feel like my life is one big improvisation; things thrown at me and I have to react. We're in a love/hate relationship here 'my life' and I XP I think if someone made a movie of my life, it'd make a great comedy. One that wouldn't sell, being produced in low budget standard, and chock full with obscure references that makes the viewers have the justifiable urge to brain the maker for the lack of funny factor.
...Okay, fine, so it wouldn't be a great comedy. One can only hope.

Anywayy..., here have some lovely tunes with squishable lyrics:

The Zutons - Valerie

can't spell books without saying boo

2009-04-12T07:40:22Z

Ahahaha... ohhh seriously? No, no, reaaallyyy... Seriously?? *is drunk and therefore incoherent*

Oh, and also? Kelsen please don't be breaking my head, pleasee... Trying to make sense of your book feels like watching one of those magic shows in television, where you know you're just being tricked right under your nose but seriously have no idea how. And, Austin? Shaddap. Okay? You're wrong. No, no, no. You're wrong. Kelsen prove it (even though he ended up getting kind of lost himself). So stop making me chasing around my tail in circle, cause you so don't want to see me break down and cry.

...Okay. You probably want to, cause of what I've said to you. But, really, man you deserve it.

Right. I'll just... uhh go back to my fangirling corner. It's prettier there with all the bishies. *makes grabby hand*

RL stuff and girls jeans

2009-02-19T08:24:25Z

So, after last Saturday finishing the written test, tomorrow will be the interview day for graduate school entrance. Excited? Duh. Nervous? Heh, this is me putting my attitude game face on, buuut... to answer that question, yeah, definitely nervous and as jittery as a severely caffeine addict on a painful withdrawal. (points to self)

Still kind of concern about my health and whether or not my current condition will be able to keep up with the course workload, as even last saturday I took the test all wincing and gritting teeth around the start of the third test, when my back and shoulders started to ache really badly cause I missed a physiotherapy session that day to take the test. But enough of the woe-is-me, it's ruining the mood, eww...

It would be interesting going back to law school, though; meeting some of my old professors and seniors again. I talked to a senior last week after the test, she was finishing up on her thesis on bankruptcy law and we agreed to meet up again later to discuss her thesis. It was a deja-vu kind of feeling, talking about legal stuff and making appointment to discuss it further in purely academic term like that. *shakes head*

I admit, it'd be tough trying to juggle between the schedule and physiotherapy/recuperating session, but hey when the going gets tough, the tough gets fangirling~ So, yes, fandom is and always be my fail-safe plan. *palms face*

On that note, how come nobody ever told me about this ridiculously adorable fact that both Jaejoong and Junsu used to wear girls jeans? XP And, whoa, JJ wore girls jeans size 24? That's... uhm, are you sure you're not actually a girl, boy? I mean, I don't think I know any girl within their age range who actually wears size 24... But hey to each his own. Also, Junsu's comment about how men's pants are a bit too baggy for him seriously cracks me up, considering the fact that he has the exact build as Brendon Urie, right to a certain particular body part. It reminds me of this interview where Brendon used the same reason to defend his wearing girls jeans fact by saying that he likes to wear jeans that fit and only girls jeans that fit him. Oh, fandommm... *g*

I Believe In YooSu... or Excessive Skinship

2009-01-20T07:55:08Z

Um, this?

This is why you guys are fabulous, YooSu. At times like this I can almost forgive your Konglish-dandyboy-sekuhara persona, Yoochun. Ignore the naysayers, YooSu is REUL, people.

[Yoochun/Junsu in Golden Disk Award stage, receiving their Daesang award.]

The first minute kind of unimportant, except for them being their usual adorkable selves, gossiping with each other, all bedamn personal space, head-touching, ears-whispering, animated expression, and unconsciously alienating the rest of the band members sitting at the table *is amused* The YooSu-ness starts around 02.15.

Notice how Yoochun so easily draped his hand around Junsu's waist and used it to guide Junsu to turn around and face the audience? He must have thought he was such a smooth operator *nods* Cause yeah, guys usually bypass the shoulder and go for the waist of their male band member when doing such gesture. (Hey, I mock because I lurve) The neck-nuzzling part, I have to admit, kind of killed me a little back then. ♥ Didn't think you had it in you, to do it in front of all the guests, cameras, and rabid fangirls up on the stage, Yoochun. But hey surprise us and kill our hearts all over again if that's what we get in return, man. No objection here. *grins*

Gaza Strip

2009-01-19T20:47:17Z

These kind of articles should be circulated more, cause people around the world are smart enough to see that it all boils down to war crime and human rights violation there. But that also shouldn't be used as an excuse to start hating on the Jewish people indiscriminately. The Zionist group in control of Israel does not represent the Jewish people as a whole. It's politics and many Jewish people are against the war as much as the non-Jewish people.

Rather than pointing fingers and speculating on who's to blame, it's better to try to pitch in what little we can give/do to help the Gazans.

International Jewish Groups Protest Gaza Violence

Gideon Levy / An open response to A.B. Yehoshua

The real damage in Gaza: Israel believes it has struck a blow against Hamas, but the true casualty of this war is its own moral legitimacy

Israel’s bombardment of Gaza is not self-defence – it’s a war crime

2009-01-19T16:46:55Z

Juan Cole has asked that we post this article on all the blogs, so I am doing my small part here:

"ISRAEL has sought to justify its military attacks on Gaza by stating that it amounts to an act of "self-defence" as recognised by Article 51, United Nations Charter. We categorically reject this contention.

The rocket attacks on Israel by Hamas deplorable as they are, do not, in terms of scale and effect amount to an armed attack entitling Israel to rely on self-defence. Under international law self-defence is an act of last resort and is subject to the customary rules of proportionality and necessity.

The killing of almost 800 Palestinians, mostly civilians, and more than 3,000 injuries, accompanied by the destruction of schools, mosques, houses, UN compounds and government buildings, which Israel has a responsibility to protect under the Fourth Geneva Convention, is not commensurate to the deaths caused by Hamas rocket fire.

For 18 months Israel had imposed an unlawful blockade on the coastal strip that brought Gazan society to the brink of collapse. In the three years after Israel's redeployment from Gaza, 11 Israelis were killed by rocket fire. And yet in 2005-8, according to the UN, the Israeli army killed about 1,250 Palestinians in Gaza, including 222 children. Throughout this time the Gaza Strip remained occupied territory under international law because Israel maintained effective control over it.

Israel's actions amount to aggression, not self-defence, not least because its assault on Gaza was unnecessary. Israel could have agreed to renew the truce with Hamas. Instead it killed 225 Palestinians on the first day of its attack. As things stand, its invasion and bombardment of Gaza amounts to collective punishment of Gaza's 1.5m inhabitants contrary to international humanitarian and human rights law. In addition, the blockade of humanitarian relief, the destruction of civilian infrastructure, and preventing access to basic necessities such as food and fuel, are prima facie war crimes.

We condemn the firing of rockets by Hamas into Israel and suicide bombings which are also contrary to international humanitarian law and are war crimes. Israel has a right to take reasonable and proportionate means to protect its civilian population from such attacks. However, the manner and scale of its operations in Gaza amount to an act of aggression and is contrary to international law, notwithstanding the rocket attacks by Hamas."

- Ian Brownlie QC, Blackstone Chambers

- Mark Muller QC, Bar Human Rights Committee of England and Wales

- Michael Mansfield QC and Joel Bennathan QC, Tooks Chambers

- Sir Geoffrey Bindman, University College, London

- Professor Richard Falk, Princeton University

- Professor M Cherif Bassiouni, DePaul University, Chicago

- Professor Christine Chinkin, LSE

- Professor John B Quigley, Ohio State University

- Professor Iain Scobbie and Victor Kattan, School of Oriental and African Studies

- Professor Vera Gowlland-Debbas, Graduate Institute of International and Development Studies, Geneva

- Professor Said Mahmoudi, Stockholm University

- Professor Max du Plessis, University of KwaZulu-Natal, Durban

- Professor Bill Bowring, Birkbeck College

- Professor Joshua Castellino, Middlesex University

- Professor Thomas Skouteris and Professor Michael Kagan, American University of Cairo

- Professor Javaid Rehman, Brunel University

- Daniel Machover, Chairman, Lawyers for Palestinian Human Rights

- Dr Phoebe Okawa, Queen Mary University

- John Strawson, University of East London

- Dr Nisrine Abiad, British Institute of International and Comparative Law

- Dr Michael Kearney, University of York

- Dr Shane Darcy, National University of Ireland, Galway

- Dr Michelle Burgis, University of St Andrews

Dr Niaz Shah, University of Hull

Barack Obama; Yes, We Can

2008-11-05T10:26:03Z

Congratulation to Barack Obama and family, all of the Democrats in and outside US, all of Obama's supporters in my flist, and lastly, congratulation to all the citizens of US for making a history today.

I'm just in awe here (perhaps awe is still too simple of a word to explain what I feel right now, but I'm sure you get what I mean) still trying to get over myself after seeing his first official presidential speech. He's such a great orator and his speech makes it so just to feel patriotic and to believe all over again in the true spirit of democracy, regardless of who you are, where do you belong to, and what's your nationality.

I'm one of those people who couldn't participate actively and be a direct part of something as big as this, because of the fact that I'm not a US citizen, but I'm still overwhelmed, following closely, and be constantly moved by all the energy accumulated in my flist, the media, and those radiated by the people in my RL surrounding this long journey of an election and Obama's road to presidential chair. It is such a big history.

So, if I may, let me be a little of an egotist here and borrow a little of that sense of pride and overjoyed happiness belong to you all, American people, from your big victory on this day and celebrate along with all the rest of you :)

Once again, congrats to you all and congrats for the success, Mr. President Barack Obama.

loves

2008-05-20T16:26:39Z

I'm just de-lurking quickly to pimp out this fabulous fic written by takarai_karin as a birthday gift for me. It's a Pikame fic from JE fandom and it's such a pretty pretty little thing in a glittery dress that packed a mean left hook, I promise you. Even if you're not familiar enough with the pairing or the fandom, I think you could still enjoy the fic cause it's written so well. She has such way with words and ideas that would make you adore the characters if not the story itself in its entirety by the time you reach the ending. Now stop reading my pointless babbling and please go read her fic, then leave her an awesome reply cause she deserves it for writing such gorgeous piece. =)

Okay, if they asked you, just pretend you don't know me, and you'll be fine

2007-11-01T16:57:22Z

I got tagged by takarai_karin , so here we go,

[These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing’s users (as of today). As usual, bold what you have read, italicise what you started but couldn’t finish, and strike through what you couldn’t stand. The numbers after each one are the number of LT users who used the tag of that book.]

Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (149)
Anna Karenina (132)
Crime and Punishment (121)
Catch-22 (117)
One hundred years of solitude (115)
~~Wuthering Heights~~ (110)
The Silmarillion (104)
Life of Pi : A Novel (94)

The Name of the Rose (91)
Don Quixote (91) - I love the satirical feeling of it
Moby Dick (86)
Ulysses (84)
~~Madame Bovary~~(83) - somehow I just couldn't stand her and just stopped reading it
The Odyssey (83)
Pride and Prejudice (83)
Jane Eyre (80)
A tale of two cities (80) - ahaha, I guess I was distracted by something new and shiny at that time. Me and my short-length attention span
~~The Brothers Karamazov~~ (80)
Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies (79)
War and Peace (78)
Vanity Fair (74)
The Time Traveler’s Wife (73)
The Iliad (73)
Emma (73)
The Blind Assassin (73)
The Kite Runner (71)
Mrs. Dalloway (70)
Great Expectations (70)
American Gods (68)
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (67)
Atlas Shrugged (67)
Reading Lolita in Tehran : A Memoir in Books (66)
~~Memoirs of a Geisha~~ (66) - I know, I'm a book-heathen, sorry
Middlesex (66)
Quicksilver (66)
Wicked : The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (65)
The Canterbury Tales (64)
The Historian : A Novel (63)
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (63)
Love in the Time of Cholera (62)
Brave New World (61)
The Fountainhead (61)
Foucault’s Pendulum (61)
Middlemarch (61)
Frankenstein (59)
The Count of Monte Cristo (59) - aaw, it's one of my all time fave books
Dracula (59)
A Clockwork Orange (59)
Anansi Boys (58)
The Once and Future King (57)
The Grapes of Wrath (57)
The Poisonwood Bible : A Novel (57)
1984 (57)
Angels & Demons (56)
~~The Inferno~~ (56) - I'm sorry, I tried; I just couldn't stomach it then, and possibly now, still
The satanic verses (55)
Sense and Sensibility (55)
The Picture of Dorian Gray (55)
Mansfield Park (55)
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (54)
To the Lighthouse (54)
~~Tess of the D’Urbervilles~~ (54)
Oliver Twist (54)
Gulliver’s travels (53)
Les Misérables (53)
The Corrections (53)
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay (52)
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (52)
Dune (51)
The Prince (51) - it was a copy owned by my friend's father and I read it when I was nothing but a pure innocent minded kid. *snorts* Still an interesting reading until today, though
The Sound and the Fury (51)
Angela’s Ashes : A Memoir (51)
The God of Small Things (51)
A People’s History of the United States : 1492-Present (51)
Cryptonomicon (50)
Neverwhere (50)
A Confederacy of Dunces (50)
A Short History of Nearly Everything (50)
Dubliners (50)
The Unbearable Lightness of Being (49) - I want to read this one
Beloved (49)
Slaughterhouse-Five (49)
The Scarlet Letter (48)
Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation (48)
The Mists of Avalon (47)
Oryx and Crake : A Novel (47) - ah, I want this one, too
Collapse : How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed (47)
Cloud Atlas (47)
The Confusion (46)
Lolita (46)
Persuasion (46)
Northanger Abbey (46)
The Catcher in the Rye (46)
On the Road (46)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (45)
Freakonomics : A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything (45)
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values (45)
The Aeneid (45)
Watership Down (44)
Gravity’s Rainbow (44)
The Hobbit (44)
In Cold Blood : A True Account of a Multiple Murder and Its Consequences (44)
White Teeth (44)
Treasure Island (44) - I'll get back to it one of these days
David Copperfield (44)
The Three Musketeers (44)

You know, what sadden me most is not the small amount of titles that I've read, but the amount of titles that I've read halfway but somehow haven't managed to finish it. =(

You can try, too, if you like~

Free Burma

2007-10-03T18:36:18Z

Inner Child

2006-09-14T07:01:17Z

I was cleaning up my harddisk last night and I found this file from my -by now- RIP blog. Read it and it was still able to make me smile. So, I decided to post it here. Ahh... well. *shrugs*

~* Inner Child *~

As I sit on the soft fresh green grass that hued to a warm golden glow under the sun ray, I train my eyes to the vastness of the bluish sky... Seeing the smile of every unfamiliar faces swarm within my vision, makes me feel like there's something I have to do in respond to that... I bow down my head and smile softly to nothing in particular but mostly to myself... In the amiable atmosphere of the bright warm afternoon I reach deep into myself... This abundant simple happiness seeps steadily into every veins in my body... Calling longingly for some unknown substance that answer its mutual feeling inside...

My smile stretches a little wider. I always love every moment that makes me feel like I want to smile or laugh silly at myself like this... Greatest entertainment sometimes comes so close at hand...

What is it, dearest feeling? What do you want me to do?... I indulge it and explore further within... All along continuously smiling at this ever present child lives inside of me... I can waste lots of time just to play with you, dearest...

Ah... so there you are.

This swirling of happiness that fused from every wave of joyfulness around us is the thing that attract your attention huh...?

Softly I unfold it and spread it open... Instantly asaulted by the need to get up and hug every person that comes in sight... I laugh to myself a little louder this time as I flick this child softly on the point of her nose... Silly, I could not just get up and do that, you know? We're confined by some set of rules and etiquette that forbid such thing to be done to just any stranger. I try to explain it to her...

Yes, I know, it's sad. I smile a little ruefully. But that's what it is with this society... With almost every society in this world actually... This time my gaze shifts from her face to fall on some far away spot behind her left shoulder a little sadly...

If only I could I would always try to keep you inside, you know? I whisper at her quitely. I would willing to do just about anything to keep you here, stay with me a little longer and help me stitching my jaded older self tightly to this beautiful life that offer lots of antithesis to its occupants...

I spread my arms wide open and hug myself under the warm translucent blanket of afternoon sun rays... Embracing myself and this child in me which I love so dearly...

Never let it go...

Never want to let you go, dearest...

If only I could keep you alive inside for eternity...I could withstand anything in the world and not crumble to pieces from the harsh griefs of reality and the everyday struggle...

If only I'd always have you... I almost feel like I don't need anyone or anything in this world...

Your inquisitive smile and childish nature have always been the light to my darkness...

...Never forget that child in you...

...For they're the only one who knows the beaten worn out path to come back to your childhood memory and all of the good things that's preserved eternally in it...

...The taste of first smile...

...First laugh...

...First hug...

...First tears...

...First kiss...

...First hurt...

...First pain...

...First cry as you came out of your comfortable mother's womb and greeted the world...

...Your first morning light...

...First sight of this life...

I know, I know. *hands out rotten disposable foods* Can't exactly remember whether it was me or my happily on crack evil twin who wrote it. Meh

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[fic] Irwan/Leo - Always Needing To Fall Apart - PG

2006-08-23T04:45:20Z

Title: Always Needing To Fall Apart
Author:livrin
Rating: PG
Pairing: Irwan/Leo
Fandom: Shuriken
Disclaimer: This is me not owning. All the better for everyone.
Summary: It takes place yesterday Sunday, when Leo couldn't come to the gig and how the situatiom seemed to just hit Irwan hard.

One of the most perfect gift for a broken heart is betrayal... It's like something especially gift-wrapped to drive the ultimate pain home... And at times like that...the soul seems to find comfort in the nearest haven. The most easiest place within the sphere of mind to be reached... Numbness.

Disarm yourself over and over again with self-inflicted bitterness.

Expecting the now familiar pain of betrayal's bitterness with such a broken smile, fractured happiness sketched harshly at each end of your thin lips...

Perfecting the art of nullifying oneself... Sometimes there's an insidious whisper in your mind saying it's better to take comfort within such devastating pain of broken heart...

Nestling yourself almost mechanically within the scars and half-healed wounds... Gold tanned skin illuminated in a morbidly fascinating beauty by the red crimson of each tears you've uncried all these times...

Angry words lost half way between conceptual and existence. Swept down by the strong undertow. Only heavy numbness swirling furiously near the surface, threatening to crash down on your shore of sanity at any given time...

Your ever present blackness jeopardizes your carefully nurtured grayness... Latching on tightly to the only thing that's ever meant to be... Maybe this time you'll survive the storm... And once again a muted smile you offer to yourself brings one of the best pain right through your heart succesfully... Since when have you groomed yourself within your conniving fatality...?

Maybe you're just like him... Maybe he's just as familiar with that painful smile as you do... But always... you both can never seem to trade your pains for each other...

~ It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up... ~

'Sic Transit Gloria' -- Brand New

*~END~*

A/N: I apologize for its soundly pretentiousness. I blame it all on the late night hour, persistent errant bunny, and takarai_karin 's brainwashing. -_-;; (hon, you promised to take full responsibility of it, yes? It's yours now *shudders*) While you guys could just blame it all on me and me alone, of course.

As always, concrits or disposable foods/threats/golds are welcome.

ETA: When I said 'betrayal' it didn't mean from Leo's part, but... some other 'third party' who's responsible for Leo's absence... Just incase there's confusion...

[fic] Kang Ta/Vanness Wu - Vapor Control - PG

2006-08-16T18:38:40Z

Title: Vapor Control
Author: livrin
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kang Ta/Vanness Wu
Disclaimer: This is me not owning. All the better for everyone.
Dedicated to takarai_karin cause she cured my vanness fic craving. ^.~

There was just something that felt good about pushing your over-exerted muscles to their limits. Especially if it happened under such delicious circumstances. The wrestling of each body, molded tight against each other, put overwork into a much more sensual meaning.

Kang Ta smirked as few short pants left his mouth, followed by a particularly low growl when he felt the muscle group on his lower back stretched even further at one point. A half breath chuckle was heard lilting gently, teasing his shoulder skin, courtesy of his bright eyed counterpart. Making him had to work harder to crush this unwarranted urge within him, the need to tighten his hold more than necessary on the taut smooth skin splayed within his reach.

Though privately he did admit ...bruises would look picturesque on such sinewy long limbs of flawless skin.

What is it about human that always wanting to leave their marks on every virgin territory? He mused fleetingly as he moved fluidly to the natural rhythm they had voicelessly agreed to few minutes ago. Eyes following with reticent greediness every flex of hard chiseled muscles flashing his way. Mechanically cataloguing them, snap for snap of photographic memories, mental mementos to revisit later when circumstances recall for last ditch desperate measures.

"Don't get lost on me now," again, with the knowing mischievous look and the daring toss of the head the other provoked him to fall deeper. Consistently, single-mindedly, demanding his entire focus to their current game with persistency that fall short between endearing and mind numbingly alluring.

Never was quite able to deal well with pretty temptation molded into provocation, Kang Ta slipped a tight smile and accelerated his tempo a half beat. Jarring the fluidity of their mutual motion. Spun around behind the other, hovering indecisively for a fraction second over the long uncharted territory of the other's graceful tilted neck. Need, touch, feel, please, now. Each concept chasing each other around madly within his head.

Backed down on the last second.

Defeated by ill-timed common sense for the nth times.

Oblivious to the other's current mental war, the other guy only let loose a peal of delighted laugh, executed a fancy turn with flair, facing Kang Ta face to face once again. Assuming Kang Ta's previous slip of control grip as mere challenge and stepped up to the game with new burst of unassumed childlike enthusiasm.

Amused, Kang Ta raised an eyebrow and couldn't helped but smiled a little too fondly. How was it that this guy could exhibited such complex series of moves fully exuding animalistic grace yet still remained immune to the seductive atmosphere of performing the art of motion?

Vanness Wu was a secret remained to be discovered, he concluded satisfiedly.

The pretty yet masculine face in front of him cocked curiously to the side, eyes slightly widen, silently asking what was so amusing. Kang Ta shook his head and danced away from the comfort zone. Eluding the capture of skilled hands soon shot forward.

This game has yet to be properly played after all.

"I'm always around. Question is--" sliding fast and close, chest to back, cutting on the well established fluid of motions once again, Kang Ta bent down his head slightly, "--can you keep up with that?" Unrehearsed words, heat of the moment's by-product were whispered, kissed, lazily on the other's ear. Left hand slipped forward, splayed a barely there butterfly touch on the surprised man's abdomen. Caging him in, fencing him inside, territorialized him.

It seemed he was one of those with inherent need to mark and stake claim on virgin territory, after all.

Welcome to longing
To wanting to taste and to touch
Mind the gap, here's depending
Here is wanting too much

~Stina Nordenstam; Welcome To Happiness

*~END~*

A/N: Eeh... somehow this turned out different than what I had in mind. Sorry for the lack of Vanness-something, takarai_karin ^^; I adore him too much; was too afraid of spoiling his character on the first try. And Kang Ta muse just... (heads desk) really really needs to rein in on the friendly molestation. He scares me. -_-;;; Anyway, hope you like it.

As always, concrits, bopping on the head, are welcomed. :)

flail over fandom

2006-08-10T17:16:29Z

The wonderful-ness that is The Net. I kneel down before ye and offer ye my soul.

I'm in a brain-breakage mode for the last two/three days from all the wonderful download stuffs I came across lately. Which sort of presented me with double edges problem, you see. On one hand, I'm all blissful over the new squee-ing materials. On the other hand, well... I find myself landed with more rare OTPs than I could ever hope for. Dammit why do I have such strong fixation on rare pairings?? It doesn't do well for my sanity, I tell ya. I go crazy and all pulling my hair out when I couldn't feed these muses of mine. Sigh.

On another note, Fuji is ebiiil. So so. On a serious clash between Fuji and Mizuki I don't think I really want to know who's going to come out as the winner of that bloody car-crash confrontation. Admittedly, Fuji is stronger both in physical and slyness aspects, but I have a morbidly fascinating fondness for Mizuki I find myself always cheering him on. (it's the misunderstood alienated aura around him, I tell you. I seem to always pick my fave character in the most strangest way. Gah) Besides his 'nfufu'-ing is freakin' hillarious I can't help but flail myself all over him and his blinding purple sweater. :D Okay, I lied, I sort of betting my money on Fuji, cause I can't picture Mizuki topping him or anyone :P

Note to self: Need to find meself some more Yuumi. The bunny bites me again today.

Music rec

2006-07-11T14:32:38Z

Still in shock/grief/whatever over the World Cup's final result. Gosh, Zidane... -is speechless- I was feeling so good about the whole Zidane-Henry duo for that game, but oh well, what happens, happens. And I'm sure they all gave their bests anyway, so I should stop my rambling here. Also, congrats and applauses to all the teams that competed in it, winner or no winner.

Now, something to lighten up the gloomy mood, shall we? Music Rec, yes oh yes, all capitalized it if you must. Here's a few songs by Orange Pekoe. They're this duo jazz band from Japan. And their music is beautiful and addicting. But of course, I'm a bit bias, so I'll just let you guys decide for yourself. I hope you could check it out if you got some free time on your hand. For me, my personal fave are 'Beautiful Thing' and 'Metro'. Oh, and kitsune_tsuki, I dunno if you would enjoy it as much as you do Stephanie Schneiderman's, but I hope it could still entertain you. ^^

Linkies:
Orange Pekoe-Beautiful Thing 4MB
Orange Pekoe-Gokurakucho~Bird of Paradise~ 4MB
Orange Pekoe-Metro 7MB

livrin @ 2006-04-14T10:41:00

2006-04-14T03:41:58Z

Happy LJ anniversary to takarai_karin !!! ♥♥♥

Here's a lil something for the lovely presents you gave me earlier (seriously, am still shaking my head here over that) and also to celebrate the happy day. Might not much but I hope you like 'em.^^

I made some of these textless, so you can add any text you want. Hope at least you like some of them.^^
And once again, congrats, hon!

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livrin @ 2006-03-17T06:25:00

2006-03-17T00:53:28Z

It's probably still too early on your world part, but it already is in here, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY kitsune_tsuki!!!

May you have a wonderful day and life, and blessed with joy and love from all the people around you who cares deeply for you.

♥ ♥ ♥

Fic: JxInoran - Luna Sea - Unraveled - PG-13

2006-02-12T19:54:36Z

Title: Unraveled
Author: Livrin
Rating: PG-13 for swearing words
Pairing: JxInoran (Luna Sea)
Disclaimer: Seriously not mine.
Summary: J is his usual reckless self. Inoran is being entirely too friendly with his self-repressed side.
A/N: Few days ago I remembered about this particular gig of J after he went solo (he wore a red shirt in it, if I'm not mistaken), when he climbed atop a gigantic speaker tower, in the middle of the concert. I didn't remember seeing him fallen down though. I just randomly thought I heard it somewhere that he did fell on another concert. Thus this fic.

Well then, enjoy ^^

[Fic] Fight Club - Convergence / PG-13

2006-01-01T18:42:15Z

Title: Convergence
Rating: PG-13 for violence mentioning...?
Author: livrin
Pairing: Tyler/Jack, but it's almost gen really.
Fandom: Fight Club
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Seriously not mine
A/N: Just a recycle of an old FC fic-sketch at the last moment. Heh, Fight Club should be banned and never been made. It's always give me bizzare thoughts and ideas. -_-; Then again, it's past midnight and I'm almost always weird anyway, so yeah ^^; Not beta'd, hope I didn't make too many mistakes.

So you think it's amusing to mess up my mind... So you firmly believe my head was made for your entertainment playground... Everytime we exchange blows and smashing fists I confuse your smirk as harmless joke and just a tad bit of conceited smugness... When instead it's your thrilling idea of favourite past time...

I'm Jack's inflated -slightly fractured on edges- sense of ego… Poking on nasty bruises too gleefully…

You wired me up to absurd ideas and we shared our thoughts over a well-bruised scuffle on the hard pavement... It's our own coffee lounge others would never dare enter...

Me Vs Ju-On-My House tag team

2005-11-09T18:55:34Z

I must be seriously out of my mind. ...Or, at least, on the verge of chronically insane. This late afternoon I just got this somehow wonderful idea to have a marathon on Ju-On series. Now, some of you who know this movie or have seen it probably know how perfectly fit those two movies are for giving you more than one hell of a nightmare to last you a lifetime. Now, if you were me, and live in this house I currently live in, you'd know that watching such movies, would be almost suicidal.

Well, at least for me, cause despite my fascination for horror movies, I'm absolutely one of those people who would never _ever_ put their lights out when they go to sleep. (yep, feel free to laugh on my account) So, now at least you get the idea why it would be a bad idea for me to have a Ju-On marathon.

But, apparently, despite everything out-of-ordinary-could-never-be-explained-by-science-things that had happened in this house in all the time I live in here, I still didn't know better. Uhh, ups...?

And now, several things had already happened, (and one of them actually happened while I was watching it, no less. Still, this is Livrin here, being too stubborn and never know what's good for her, and all) *sigh*

So, right now (1.19 am, to be exact) I'm the only one who still awake in this house. Sitting all alone in front of my computer. Just few minutes ago, I had to stumbled out of my comfortable perch and ran away to my lil bro's room, and still slightly out of breath from the activity while quirking my eyebrows confusedly somehow.

Why would I'd be doing such insanity of practising short distance sprint in the middle of the freakin night, you ask me? Well.... that's because I had to turn off my bro's stereo that was just turned on all of sudden and started blaring out on such ear-splitting level --I'm pretty sure the neighbors across the street could practically dance to it--, while the owner was currently lying on his bed sleeping rather peacefully. You know what I said to him after I turned off his stereo?

"Did you accidentally push the remote or something?"
"Wha--? No, I didn't do it." *blinking owlishly from being rudely woken up by all the ruckus*

And, indeed, after that I spotted the remote control was placed far away from his grasp. Err.... welcome goosebumps, Livrin...?

Oh, and that thing that happened while I was still in the middle of watching the movie, that I wrote above?

Well, me _and_ my housekeeper, who also watched the movies with me, actually heard someone snorring behind us. And, yes, there was no one there behind us at that time. And nobody on the nearest rooms was actually snorring, too, by then. ^^ There are few other things had happened, too, but I'd rather not type it here, cause I'm too busy calming my train-wrecked nerves. ^^

Now for you who have been unfortunate enough to read this silly rambling of mine, just picture me typing this while repeatedly look over my shoulder every five minutes --I think I'm about to start developing nasty muscle cramps-- pretending to be all tough and a no-sir-I'm-not-a-coward-not-afraid-by-your-petty-tricks-kind of person while successfully sweating profusely. And again, by all means... feel free to laugh on my account. Always glad to be of service. Good night. Sweet dream, people. ^^

FIVE LESSONS TO MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT THE WAY WE TREAT PEOPLE

2005-10-17T03:54:20Z

As posted by syonakeleste

FIVE LESSONS TO MAKE YOU THINK ABOUT THE WAY WE TREAT PEOPLE

First Important Lesson - Cleaning Lady

During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"

Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.

"Absolutely," said the professor. "In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say "hello".

I've never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.

Second Important Lesson - Pickup in the Rain

One night, at 11.30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him.

Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached.. It read: "Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."

Sincerely,
Mrs. Nat King Cole.

Third Important Lesson - Always remember those who serve

In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 -year-old boy entered a hotel
coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him

"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.

"Fifty cents," replied the waitress. The little boy pulled is hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.

"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient.

"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied. The little boy again counted his coins.

"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.

When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. there, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies.. You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.

Fourth Important Lesson - The obstacle in Our Path

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand!

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.

Fifth Important Lesson - Giving When it Counts

Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister.

I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheek. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".

Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.

Now you have 2 choices.

# Ignore this bulletin

# Repost so others may read and learn.

I hope that you will choose No. 2 and remember.

"Work like you don't need the money, love like you've never been hurt, and dance like you do when nobody's watching."

old files can be dead scary sometimes...

2005-10-12T17:45:03Z

I just found a JxInoran community and was very happy about it. Finally, I found a place with people who also love them like mad! -pumps up fist- I was thinking of joining in, then I remembered I have a JxInoran fic that's been dusting at the back of my harddrive space since God knows when. I think I wrote it around four years ago or something. So I searched for it and when I was reading through it I was cringing and moaning in despair. I can't believe I wrote that stuff! I can't even finished reading it 'til the end and I was the one that wrote it. -_-;

I think I changed my mind about posting it as first post on that comm. Better start to write a complete new one. And, hmm, I just got this idea. Maybe I'll even get around to post that old dusty fic in here later, but I'll change it into MST fic. Yeah, that'd be fun and wouldn't be so hard to do. I know my brain has already come up with lots of many meany lines when I was reading along that dreaded fic. ^__^;

In the mean time, since I already browsing my old backup files, I found some old jrock (sorta shounen ai) wallpapers I made, and since they never been published anywhere before (except for the KaoruxKyo, that's a site-warming gift for a friend who asked for this pairing at that time) also in the spirit of yaoi Jrock, I decided to post it here. They were also made around four or five years ago so the quality and graphic are quite mediocre, but it's still pretty decent and not in danger of hurting your eyeballs, I think. :D

Kaoru-Kyo

Kaoru-Toshiya

Credit goes to Bjork and The Cure for the lyrics that used on Kaoru-Kyo.

Gacked from loveless_x

2005-10-10T05:35:43Z

Comment on this post and...

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written. (Or not, if you really don't want to. But I'd love it if you did, so that I can come find out what you think about me!)

icons

2005-09-05T20:13:12Z

Few J-rock and Harry Potter icons. I had a silly moment when I made them actually. It's been a while since I make icons for LJ and I thought the limit size for icon in LJ is 10 KB. So, I grumbled and grunted tearing my hair out trying to compromise the size and the image. But, yesterday I remembered that the limit size is actually 40 KB. Heh. Yeah, silly me. :P

teaser:

Comment if you take them + credit, please. Icon without text is not a base, so please refrain from editing it.

Thank you and enjoy.

Dir En Grey:

1. Kyo 2. Shinya 3. Kaoru

4. Kaoru 5. Toshiya 6. Kyo

Gackt:

1. 2. 3.

Harry Potter: