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Hello! This is D's LJ. If you're looking for something, my journal tags are more of less comprehensive. There's also a list of links in my sidebar that might be helpful (most of them lead to websites featuring various things I like). If all else fails, there are other bits I've included in my profile page, such as links to my accounts in other sites.

We might know each other from those other sites or another incarnation or (horror of horrors) real life. If so, please leave a comment here and we can catch up!

I don't go for the 'add me and I'll add you back' policy (although I do follow everyone back in my Tumblr), but if you want me to friend you, don't hesitate to ask! I won't bite. I'll add you unless you have an empty journal.

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Have a lovely day, lovelies!

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So erm, I don't know how many of you guys still check LJ, but.

I accidentally deleted my Tumblr, so I'm re-making the thing. If we're mutuals over there, please follow me again and I'll follow you back. It's still eatingfireflies over at Tumblr.

Thanks and see you guys at rs_games


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Putting this here instead of tumblr because I don't want to open a can of worms in that site.

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I haven't been around much, what with work and my father visiting us I just about have the time to look at the bite-sized information from Tumblr (sometimes not even that) and try to forget I exist outside of the office.

You can still find me at eatingfireflies over at tumblr, if you're interested in my daily emotional breakdowns, Titan fodder, and gay swimmers. I also made a pixiv account as hil, so I can have somewhere I can throw the sketches people aren't going to look at but which I would like to see backed-up online just in case my PC crashes again.

In other news, the presentation that took me three shitty weeks of 4-5 hours of sleep and 18-hour workdays is finally over and done with and I can finally focus on fandom things and my real job of producing 40-second videos that actually AIR on TV and which normal people will actually see. Ahaha.

I'm sorry if I haven't been in touch or if I take ages to answer emails. I can write 1000-word meta about why Nitori and Rin are perfect for each other, but I can't face up to social interaction, irl or online. ;__; I suck at life.

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Team: Team Post-Hogwarts
Title: Stalking Memories
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Genres: Angst, Canon-compliant
Word Count: 16
Summary: You should have told me it wasn't forever.
Notes: Drawn for this year's rs_games. Title stolen from an Ai poem. It was something that got stuck in my head, but I forgot about the poem until I was taking a piss in the office loo and 'Holy shit, wasn't that a poem by Ai?'.

Thanks so much to the Agents, the mods, and everyone in my team. You guys are amazing. \o/

Prompt: 38) “April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.”
~ TS Eliot, 'The Wasteland'

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Haven't logged on to LJ in ages--mostly because of rl shit, but also because most of my new fandoms are over at Tumblr and I'm posting my fics exclusively at AO3 anyway, so. I might not be using this account much anymore.

Lots of things happened while I was gone: rs_games started posting, omg, why did I even forget the posting date. Will probably be reccing fics and art later, so maybe my LJ will see some action after all? (What's up with the limited access to my friends' page, though? Is that a real thing now or is it just some bug?) Okay. I need to get my shit back together.

Also, hd_level_two is going strong. If you love some crime in your HD fics, that's the place to go.

I'm still eatingfireflies at Tumblr--which is mostly Erwin/Rivaille and Rin/Nitori, omg. Gay anime boys and old men. And I'm epithalamium at AO3, which is mostly Shingeki no Kyojin fics. :P


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If you've been watching hd_level_two you might have noticed that two episodes have been posted and there's no sign of me or my illustrations anywhere. The problem was that my netbook AND graphic tablet decided to give up the ghost at the same time and I had to email the mods to grovel and promise to take care of the other episodes by myself if needed to make up for things. Happily, the amazing dustmouth managed to rush out an extra illustration (although you'd be hard pressed to see which one was rushed, because both of them are brill, tbh) and all's well that ends well... mostly.

I still had to buy a new laptop and graphic tablet, though, so we went to Gilmore--the famous place of cheap PCs and the like.

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H/D Level Two premiers on September 6!
Watch hd_level_two now for weekly releases of teaser material.
Find a first "Look Inside" with illustrations here and tune in next month for our premiere!

Also, dropping quick word to say that I'm here and okay and the weather is better. Donations to flood victims in Manila (and other parts of the Philippines, I guess) can be made here. Hotlines and other donation links can be found here.

In other news, I was listening to a recent (well, fairly recent) Sword and Laser podcast and they mentioned that Naomi Novik's newest Temeraire novel, The Blood of Tyrants went out this month. HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT THIS. I was basically looking all over the place for news of the newest Gentlemen Bastards book, I clean forgot about the other series I was watching.

Trips to bookshops and generally making an arse of myself asking about new books are in order.

[Book titles I need to look out for]1, The Blood of Tyrants, Naomi Novik (out now)

2, The Red Plague Affair, Lilith Saintcrow (out now)
3, The Republic of Thieves, Scott Lynch (2013)
4, Death by Silver, Melissa Scott (out now)
5, Captive Prince, SU Pacat (books 1 and 2 out now)
6, An Apprentice to Elves, Sarah Monette and Elizabeth Bear (2013?)
7, The Doors of Stone, Patrick Rothfuss (2014?)
8, Novel about Jessica Campion, Ellen Kushner (OH PLEASE PLEASE)

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Title: Fifty Shades of Black 3/5
Characters/Pairings: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Regulus Black, Mundungus Fletcher
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all related characters is to JK Rowling and associates. Fifty Shades of Grey and all related characters is to EL James.
Summary: When Remus Lupin goes to interview young entrepreneur Sirius Black, he encounters a man who is beautiful, distant, and intimidating. The world-weary, foul-mouthed Remus is dismayed to realise he wants this man and, despite Black's enigmatic reserve, Remus finds he is desperate to get close to him.
Word count: 2,700~
Notes/Warnings: As you can see from the title and the summary, this is a parody of EL James's Fifty Shades of Grey. Please don't take it seriously. Rated for language. Ratings will probably escalate with each new chapter. R-rating finally justified next chapter. As soon as I finish with that one.

'Mumei' means anonymity. No such restaurant exists, as far as I know. Bio what bio.

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I made a Rook/Thom fanmix--as usual with a shitload of loud songs, with some swearing (the half of it is Rook, after all) so it's probably not a good idea to listen to it in the office.

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[Listen to Songs Online][Download Everything]

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I've been meaning to post these for a while now, but my brains have adopted soup-like consistency recently and html was just too much to even contemplate.

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And then the coloured ones:

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Heavy stuff here recently, so let's have a random meme ganked from nerak_rose:

Your name: D
Famous music artist/group: Depeche Mode
3 letter word: Dye
Color: Dark green! (And this is when it starts to show that I'm totally going to cheat)
Gift/present: DVD sets of people's favourite series
Vehicle: Ducati?
TV show: Dark Shadows (This used to be a TV show before the Tim Burton movie, right?)
Country: Denmark
Boy's name: Daniel
Girl's name: Deidre (This always bugged me as a kid, even now I still have no idea how to say Deidre)
Alcoholic beverage: Daiquiri(???)
Occupation: Doctor
Monster: Dragon (Are dragons really monsters though, idk)
Game: Dungeons & Dragons
Flower: Dandelion
Celebrity: David Bowie
Food: Dinuguan (Wikipedia will tell you that this is a 'stew of meat and/or offal simmered in a rich, spicy dark gravy of pig blood, garlic, chili (most often siling mahaba), and vinegar'.)
Something found in a kitchen: Dried beef *snort*
Reason for being late: Dragons!
Something you shout: Dammit

This is actually easier than I thought. Lots of words start with the letter D, apparently. >.>


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24 June is the feast day of St John. Not the mushroom-popping one, which would have been at least interesting, but the one whose head got cut off because of some bint. Same John who supposedly baptised Jesus in the River Jordan, the one who came before, the voice crying out in the desert and all that happy jazz.

This really doesn't mean ape shit to me except in my country, people use this day as an excuse to stand about the pavement and throw buckets of water at everyone and everything that passes by. When I was a kid people usually stand on their front lawns (if they have one) with a bucket of water ready, people wore raincoats and stuff like that. Didn't happen so much anymore, I thought, except probably I was always in the city on this particular date and no one does this in the city unless they want to get gutted in the streets (with the exception of San Juan, Manila, where indeed people threw SEWER WATER on passers-by.

Today is 24 June, Monday. Electricity and water bills are overdue in my family home because my brother forgot to tell me about them. I needed to get up early so I can withdraw money from the ATM for the bills and still not arrive late for work.

There weren't any tricycles passing by, but the bank wasn't too far away and the weather was relatively nice, so I decided to walk.

This is probably the worst decision I've ever made in my life, and this includes sending my CV to the place I'm now working at.

On the way to the bank, there were groups of young men (my age, why do they even have the time to stand by pavements with water-filled buckets on a Monday morning?) all waiting for people and vehicles to pass by so they can throw water all over them. One old man yelled at me from the other side of the street, 'Better come back where you came from.'

You don't understand. I need to pay the bills. I need to pay the bills now because they're overdue and I still need to work in a couple of hours. So I went on.

You can probably guess what happened: men all crowded around me, throwing water at my face, laughing and basically making fun of me because I am an abnormal person who wanted to walk to the bank at ten in the morning when I knew that it was the feast day of San Juan. I kept silent and didn't listen to their taunts because what's the point? Near the bank, a kid went 'Oh look at her, she's soaked! Let's throw more water on her!' and cold water run down my back. By this time, I was soaked. My shoes are wet, my socks felt squishy, even my damned knickers are damp (and not in the sexual sense). I passed by one kid who said, 'Don't throw water on people who are already wet' and hurrah for you kid. Don't waste water. You might feel like it's not a big deal, because you live in the countryside, but to some people who live in the city, water is a very very precious thing. You're basically throwing it away at people so you can have a good time laughing at them without thinking that some people wonder how they're going to take a shower because the water is not running again.

Walking back home, another man yelled, 'Don't throw water at her, she's already crying!' Which I was not, and what would it matter if they didn't throw water at me anymore? I was already soaking wet. I pointed this out to them, and they chanted, 'Already wet! Already wet!' behind my back. I bit my arm and reminded myself that it was not worth it. On the way, I saw a bunch of blokes throwing water at a woman who was all dressed up. She didn't really get soaked, but she was angry, and she started kicking at a man's shin. The man promptly threw water at her face


Do you see what my problem with this is? I went home, got out of my clothes and screamed my lungs out, but that still wasn't enough. I was still crying hours later. The memory still makes me angry and my hands shake.

It's just a bit of water, you'd say. They were just having fun. No one got hurt. You're over-reacting.

I must admit, in retrospect and after hours of riding in a bus crying my eyes out, that I might have been making a mountain out of a molehill. But can you please imagine where I'm coming from this once?

1, How do you think it felt like, being a girl of a relatively small stature being surrounded by a group of young men, all jeering at you, throwing water at you, having your clothes stick to your skin, being looked at by everyone in the street? I could try to hit people, I could shout at them, but what good would that do?

2, You would think that I'm a spoilsport, that I want to stop you from having your bit of harmless fun. In Filipino we have this thing called 'asar talo' which literally means you're a loser if you lose your temper. There is no way you win in this sort of situation. Anything you do or say will be held against you. You are a bitch if you complain.

3, The water is cold. The day is warm. I feel sick. I've been crying too hard. I want to throw up. My editor asked me if it had been a traumatic experience, and I told him that yes. Think of yourself as a woman. A woman holding only her wallet. You have no way to protect yourself. You want to hit out, you want to hurt them, but you can't because they outnumber you thirty to one and you can do nothing because the whole thing might escalate into a fight. You are supposed to giggle and get irritated. You are not supposed to lash out in fury. You are a woman. You are weak. Thank you for making me think this.

4, Remember all the times in grade school when you got bullied, people laughed at you, they looked down on you. That was in grade school. You went to uni. People thought you were cool. Some girls even admired you. You graduated cum laude. You're now working for a relatively well-known company. You think you're okay, you have those years behind you now. BUT NO. All those years and all those achievements mean nothing. At the very heart of you, you're still the kid who gets laughed at and bullied. And you know that, but it's still a slap in the face to be in that same position again.

This is not an issue about people having fun anymore. I don't really think it's ever been.

This is a place where you can get physically assaulted in the name of a saint. Welcome to the Philippines of the 21st century.


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