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My beautiful nephew! Lol, he turns 7 today *sigh*. Anyhow, yeah, I'm not that into making journals... you know that *rolleyes*. Um, what's new? I'm a temp mod at the temporary lotruk forum. I made another site, Slytherin Dungeons... and erm.. yeah.. that's about it. I'm tired, gotta go to sleep.
*Uney*
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Meh... the stupid thing screwed up yesterday with the date so my whole entry got fucked up, but yeah, I'll just post a few quizzes cuz I'm too lazy today, lol.
( dude! Quizzes! )
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[02 Nov 2004|10:09am] |
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It's so hard! I hate the stupid 'turn your clock forward'/'turn your clock back' thing.. it's so confusing!!   Anyhow, back to my little fantasies.. meh.. David is so hot! The only thing that's getting in my way with him is this stupid little bitch whom is attatched to his leg   but yeah, that's jealousy for ya  lol. I really need to take my camera down (as Mana suggested) to get a piccy, lol. Well, not sure if others would find him attractive (we're all individuals  but yeah, methinks he's hot  Anyhow, um, that's about it from me for today, I'm sorta hungry and I won't be around for a day or two (need to go to my old flat and sorta 'live' there for a while, lol, after all, I am paying rent Well, must go, ciao pplz!
*Uney* 
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Today I'm just tired. I woke up at 1:30pm (afternoon).. so I've had over 12 hours sleep.. and still I'm tired! Meh.. anyhow, my awesome ickle friend, Mana (who's like a sis to me, lol), has a new and improved (really nice) siggy:  ..yeah, I know, I'm stupidly tired and don't know what I'm on about.. Found another new person to get all pervy on - Jonathan Rhys-Meyers - lol, he's a spunk  ...and to those that can't let me go, well bugger off, then!  Get a life! I need to have one other than this stupid computer, you know?!  Anyhow, yeah, I'm in love with two guys   lol, David and Keith.. well, not so much Keith.. sorta.. bleh, they're both bloody spunky!  lol Anyhow, yeah, that's it for today, I'm off to choir in an hour Ciao pplz!
*Uney* 
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*sigh* not like anyone missed me anyhow >.< But yeah, I've been away for the week with a few friends. Got together with two rather hot guys whom apparently are in love with me, lol, but yeah, we just had a great time, went out around Sydney, shopped a lot... Hmmm.. yes... abit about them. One's named Keith, he's American, pretty hot.. the other's named David, he's an Aussie, also hot! Lol, Keith is studying at Uni in geography and science, but he's a total blast and such, and David is studying at University as well to be a Physical Education & Health Teacher.. meh.. the first time in a LONG time I've actually ever been able to choose! ^_~ But man, either way it's all good, they're both really lovely.. and hot ^_^ Um.. yeah, that's it, can't think of much else to say, ciao all!
*Uney*
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| 'A Ranger' |
[23 Oct 2004|10:16pm] |
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Site: Slash
Author: Unebriwen
Rating: NC-17,R
Comments: Yet again a first draft
Pairings: Strider & Samwise Gamgee
Warning: Low level violence, High level sex scenes, Adult themes, Some course language.. IF YOU DON'T LIKE EXPLICIT SEX, DON'T READ ON!!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, just the fantasies J.R.R. Tolkien unfortunately owns them (lucky dead bugger ~_^;;)
Chapter One: Loneliness.
Roaming the wilderness can become awefully lonely. You wish for company - any company. Wether you like it or not, your mind starts to wonder. You think about things you normally wouldn’t think about in every day life. What would it be like to be a woman? Having no beard to worry about, not having to go out and work all hours of the day but to stay at home and tend to the children. Why do we have no choice in who our parents are? What will become of me after I die?
So many things to ponder, and so far to wonder. My strides take me along deepened gullies, steep and rocky hillsides, meandering roads along faceless deserts. Nowhere. The company of a woman seems more inviting every day - yet, what of a man? Is it so wrong to make love to someone of the same sex? To fondle over their genitals which are much the same as yours, to stroke their hair which is somewhat shorter than that of a woman’s? Once again my mind wonders.
Now off to the distance I see the town. Not my destination, but civilization nonetheless. At last! Flesh I can touch that does not have four legs! My legs seem a little stronger as I stride towards the seemingly tired little village. My face, though weary, lets a smile past my lips. I realize as I get closer that this is a town of Halflings. Adorable, fleshy, helpless little halflings... so why do they look at me as if I’m a monster? Well, I may be considering my height compared to them - but we are still similar, nonetheless. Two eyes, two ears, two arms, two legs - yes, legs - one nose, one mouth... the women have two large, plump, luscious breasts.. the men...
I crouch a little and walk into the tavern. Full of laughter, songs, beer, Hobbits... a sudden silence commences as I walk inside. Their pint’s mid-air as they stare at me. I walk over to the bar, “a pint of ale, please”. The young hobbit didn’t move. “A pint of ale, please!” I spoke a little louder, as if he hadn’t heard me - finally, he leapt backward after a moment or so, grasping for a mug and the lever to pour the ale. I smiled and stooped down onto a stool. Although not that comfortable, the company was formidable. My eyes wandered, looking for a nice young hobbit to get to know. At last my eye caught one sitting in a dark corner by himself, looking quite unhappy. I got up - almost hitting my head on the ceiling - and made my way toward him. He didn’t notice me until it was too late. I sat in front of him, trapping him from escaping either side of me. He was mine now.
“Why do you sit by yourself, little Hobbit?” I asked wryly. He stared at me, I could tell he was a little weary of me, but also glad for company.
“I don’t know, there’s nothing to do but drink. Who are you?”
I shifted slightly, not wishing to reveal my real identity, “they call me Strider.”
The little Hobbit smiled, “my name’s Samwise Gamgee! My friends call me Sam.”
He held his hand out and I grasped it, “pleased to meet you, Sam.” We shook firmly.
“Sorry, sir, just I don’t take kindly to strangers usually,” too right you shouldn’t, dear hobbit, “but you seem nice enough. If only Mr. Frodo were here...”
His eyes lowered, and I couldn’t help but ask, “Who’s Mr. Frodo?”
“Oh, I’m his gardener. He’s like my best friend.”
“That’s nice. Say, I’d like some fresh air, would you like to take a walk with me?”
His head tilted to the right a bit, showing his smooth, stumpy neck.
“I suppose. But I ought to be heading back home soon. The Gaffer’ll kill me if I’m not up early tomorrow.”
I led him out, leaving a tip for the shy bartender.
Chapter Two: A Wonderful Relationship.
“Sam, have you ever seen a... man, before?”
“Oh, sure, lots of times..!”
“No, I mean.. a man.”
It took a while, but he caught on.
“No, sir. I don’t believe I have. Why do you ask?”
“Well aren’t you the least bit curious?”
I couldn’t help it, I moved closer and touched his face with the back of my hand.
“Just a look?”
“Well..” he hesitated, “curious, yes.” His eyes lowered a little. I pressed him down onto the ground gently, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his bare skin - so smooth. I kissed him gently on the mouth, then proceeded down his neck onto his chest, caressing his nipples with my tongue. He groaned slightly; which told me that he was enjoying it and was definately going to go the whole way with me, thus making me a little more relaxed. I didn’t want him screaming his way back into the town about a man trying to have sexual intercourse with him.
He took off my dirty shirt; which was really like a rag, but it didn’t matter at that moment. I slowly pulled his pants down while I knelt in front of him, lifting his naked body up to sit on my hips. Squeezing his tense buttocks, licking his face like a wounded cat. He started to pull my pants down, I lowered him so that I could do it myself. Finally he flung them onto the pile that consisted of both of our clothing. He stopped a moment,
“strider... I’ve never...”
“shhh, I know. Neither have I. But you’re beautiful..”
I kissed his lips once more.
“I’m only going to rub it against you..”
At that, I entwined my penis around his, pressing gently against him, in little circling motions, feeling his penis become stiff. I was glad he was getting an erection. I was proud to know that I could do such a thing. I slid myself down so that I could taste his dick, it slid into my mouth like melting ice. Up and down my head bobbed until he almost came, panting, then I turned him around.
“I’m only going to put the head in,” I explained. He nodded.
Once I got the head of my penis into his hole, it was like magic. The rest just slid in... and out, and in and out. I went faster, faster, harder and harder. He was now panting, groaning, gasping, cursing. I knew he wanted it, and I gave it to him. It was definately magic. We both came at the same time, my seed into his arse and his onto the ground. It was just meant to be. Then he did something unexpected. He turned around and took my dick into his mouth, sucking out all of my juices, swallowing, moaning, his erection still there, like a mountain that could stand anything. For that I admired him. I let my penis become submerged into his warm, succulant mouth. His tongue massaged it as his hands reached for my testicles and slowly massaged them. This boy was a wonder! He made me cum three consecutive times; which was twice more than any woman - any human - had ever been able to do.
I collapsed after the third round, exhausted. He lay on top of my arm, humming a little tune. This would be the beginning of a wonderful relationship.
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I just got asked, "What is the meaning of life?" Well do you really think I'd know? Of course, I could go into a whole theological discussion but I can't be fucked, I guess wether I try to tell someone what I believe or whatever, they'll ultimately make up their own decision. I can't force what I think onto them - well.. I could try... but that'd make me as bad as most christians. Bloody hypocrites the lot of 'em *glares*. Anyhow, what can I say? I hate my parents; which methinks the feeling is rather mutual, I hate this shitty place that I'm living in at the moment, even though my site is gaining more members, etc, it's still a little dull. Well, I guess today I'm being really optimistic!! ^_^ (yup, this is my 'happy' side..). So... journals... yes, they suck, only because I can't think of anything bloody appropriate to say. Fuck, I'm gonna go back to writing poetry, you can figure out what I'm saying in it then.
Can't think of a title yet, because I haven't written it yet..
Wherever I am, you're always there
You stand beside me everywhere
If I try to reach out you turn away
You mock my being every day
I lust for you, my nemesis
And you know it, but you resist
I feel the passion burning me
I feel what others cannot see
But you really aren't here at all
My heart, my soul, for you they call
I wept the day your soul departed
From this world a new life you started
So now I see your ghostly form
An angel perhaps, I wonder and still mourn
But all I can do is wait til I die
And until then, I will surely cry.
~Une~
Okay, since I just wrote it um... it shall be called...
Longing for You
~_^;;
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[20 Oct 2004|01:49pm] |
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Site: Slash
Author: Unebriwen
Rating: NC-17,R
Comments: This is just a first draft, so it’s not all that. It's not yet complete.
Pairings: Ron Weasley & Draco Malfoy
Warning: Low level violence, Medium level sex scenes, Adult themes, Some course language.
Chapter 2
“I did it, Harry! I finally did what I wanted to do for so long, thanks to a few lessons from Hermione..” Ron was sitting with his best friend, Harry, in the Gryffindor Common Room, snuggling into the cushions of the great sofa in front of the fire. “You did what, Ron?” the dark haired boy with glasses mused, “you actually got a spell to work?” His smile was not mocking, but rather amused. Ron dismissed it and continued, “uh.. yes.. a spell...” unbeknown to Ron, Hermione was standing right behind him, “..and it worked so well! The look on his face!”
“Who’s face?” the high-pitched voice behind Ron demanded, giving him a slight fright that caused him to jump a little, Ron turned around to see Hermione’s dense face. She had become rather thin and her puffy hair had lost its shine, and bounce. She was starting to look rather unattractive. Ron started to wonder why he ever went out with her, even if she was his friend. “Hermione! Um.. Malfoy’s face!” Now Ron’s mind was racing, for an explanation, trying to think up something but not wanting to lie to them. He had really done it, now. “Explain,” she retorted sarcastically.
“Well,” Ron began, trying to compose himself, “I borrowed Harry’s Invisibility Cloak, you see...” she now plonked herself in front of the sofa, still glaring at Ron, totally ignoring Harry and his now concerned face, “..anyway, I followed Malfoy to the Slytherin Dungeons; which, by the way, are what we all expected them to be like, cold, dark..” “Get on with it!” Hermione interrupted, “Okay, okay, sorry ‘Mione. As I was saying, I followed him down in the Invisibility Cloak, once we got inside, into their Common Room, I took it off and cast a binding spell on him as he saw me. His face was rather shocked-like, but anyway, I just cast that um.. spell... something to do with poltergeist?” Hermione just stared, “yeah, anyway, I just messed up their Common Room a bit, throwing things here and there, then left..”
“Is that all?” Hermione interjected once again, but sounding and looking a lot more relieved and comical, Ron just sighed. “Yeah, I suppose it wasn’t all that great, but it’s the first time a spell worked for me!” Harry now spoke, “and what about Draco?” Ron looked up thoughtfully, “Oh yeah, forgot about him, I’m sure the spell would have worn off by now, and I guess he’ll be getting the blame for it,” Ron now smirked at his wonderfully stupid yet satisfactory story. Hermione just laughed as she got up, “simple things amuse simple minds, my dear Ron,” Ron was rather hurt but he covered it up with a smile. As she disappeared around the corner, Harry leant over to Ron. “What really happened with Malfoy, Ron?” Ron just stared a while into the fire, “...Ron? What happened?” Harry repeated.
“Oh, nothing.” Ron’s face was rather quizzical as he continued to stare into the fire, ‘did Malfoy really give in to his seduction? The strong, pale little Slytherin?’ “It was something, Ron, and I’d like you to tell me. You know you don’t have to keep anything from me.. besides, I hear you in your sleep.” This took Ron by surprise and snapped him back to reality. “Huh?” “You heard me, Ron, I sometimes get woken up when you babble out ‘Oh, Draco! ...Uh...’” Harry tried his best impression of Ron sleep talking. “I don’t dream about Malfoy!” Ron stood up angrily. Harry didn’t know what to do, his face had its ‘worried’ look on it again. “Ron, you don’t have to lie to me, please! Just tell me! I...” Ron was already running up the stairs to their room, and didn’t hear the rest of what Harry had to say, nor did he care about what Harry had to say, as long as the Boy Who Lived could keep his trap shut, he would be alright... or would he?
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Site: Slash
Author: Unebriwen
Rating: NC-17,R
Summary: This is just a first draft, so it’s not all that. It's not yet complete. Um.. basically, it's a fling, Ron has had a huge crush and Draco's thrust into it.
Pairings: Ron Weasley & Draco Malfoy
Warning: Low level violence, Medium level sex scenes, Adult themes, Some course language.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything as yet, so just bare with my little fantasies..
Chapters: 2/5
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Chapter 2 (Skadi's chapter)
As I reached my climax so did he. I enjoyed sex with Seamus. He was always very considerate and made sure I was completely satisfied. Not like Dean. It was always quick and messy with Dean. I was glad I had run into Seamus instead. Of course I could have always said no to Dean if he was the one I had happened to run into. But I knew I wouldn’t have. I needed it as much as he probably did.
Seamus collapsed against my chest breathless and I patted him on the shoulder. He lay there panting for a few minutes so I took the time to gaze out the window. Rain pelted against it and the train occasionally gave the odd moan as strong winds thrashed the carriages. You had to squint to see the outline of the mountains, which were shrouded in cloud. The surrounding valleys were covered in a veil of mist. It looked almost picturesquely spooky. Then as Seamus got off me, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. It looked like someone riding a broom. Who’d be crazy enough to ride in this weather? I pulled my pants up quickly and searched the skies. Whatever I had noticed was gone.
“What are you looking for?” Seamus asked.
I turned around and faced him.
“Nothing to worry about,” I smiled at him. “You’d better get back to your carriage before Neville and Dean notice your absence.”
He frowned slightly, pulling his robe on. “You in a hurry to get rid of me?”
I walked up to him and ran a hand through his hair, combing it gently. I then wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Yes.”
He nodded slowly and mumbled “I know, I know, no attachments. When can I see you again then?”
“Only time will tell Seamus,” I grinned softly.
He rolled his eyes at me but turned to leave. He opened the carriage doors and looked back at me once more, before closing them quietly and walking back to his own carriage. I sighed with relief, as I always do, a fact that used to worry me to begin with. Now I hardly think of it any more. I was relieved because they always left. If they stayed – well that meant there was more to it. And there definitely wasn’t. The people I chose to ‘rendezvous’ with and I had an agreement. Just sex. Nothing more, nothing less. If an attachment began to form, I let the person go. It sounds harsh, but it was for their benefit. I didn’t want anyone falling in love with me when I knew I couldn’t fall in love back. When I didn’t want to fall in love back. For me, sex was enough and I planned to keep it that way.
I soon left the carriage in search of a dear friend. I found the place I was looking for and opened the door. Uney had a dazed but stormy look upon her face, which could only mean one thing.
“Thinking about him again I see?”
She turned quickly, her eyes flashed with anger before she realised it was me.
“Perhaps… him who? I was only trying to conjure up a curse for those that disturb me in my thoughts.”
I pretended to be outraged. “Well excuse me for interrupting, let alone caring about how you have been…”
I glared at her and she held my stare, snarling slightly. Then we burst out laughing.
“Skad! It’s great to see you!”
“Just as good to see you, too.” I debated whether or not to tell her why it took me so long to visit, but decided not. “I was wondering where you were! I’m too fickle to sit with anyone else so I decided to wander the carriages until I found you.”
We hugged and chatted about our Summer for a while, but were soon lulled into our own thoughts. Suddenly she jumped up and pushed past me to the corridor. I threw my gaze to the window to see what startled her. My jaw dropped in shock as I saw Draco Malfoy right outside on his Nimbus 2000.
I had to grab hold of the seat as Uney came running back in with her broom and opened the window in the compartment. The wind almost blew me down, it was so strong. She screamed something out to him, something I couldn’t make out.
“Uney,” I cried. “What are you doing?”
Next thing I realised, she had opened the window fully and jumped out. I ran to the window, holding onto the ledge and tried to get a glimpse of her. My hair was blowing everywhere and the wind was whipping at my face, stinging slightly. I gave up, pulled the window closed with a grunt and collapsed on the seat. Love, it makes you do stupid things. I was fond of Uney, but her obsession with that boy sometimes made me pity her. I had great amounts of respect for her, but I just couldn’t understand the appeal of love. Love was vicious, unforgiving and forced you to become weak.
I shook my head and tried to clear my mind but drifted into deeper thought. Uney and I had become friends in our first year. It had caused a bit of an uproar that a Gryffindor and a Slytherin had become friends, especially when that Slytherin happened to be related to The Dark Lord. I had been called a traitor for a while by a lot of the school. But over the years it had become to clear to everyone who knew me that I was not a traitor and no matter how much my friendship with Uney grew, I would never go to the dark side. When the Second War comes, and it will, some day soon, I will be on the side of good. And I know Uney will be on the side of bad. If I am forced to, I will try to kill her. And I know she will try to kill me too. That’s just the way we are. I don’t ask about Voldemort and she doesn’t tell. It was a silent agreement we’ve had since day one. I never judged her and she never judged me because our friendship had nothing to do with good and bad, right and wrong. It was about finding someone who you found interesting and who challenged you. That basis was how I chose my other friends and even my lovers. Boy or girl, it didn’t matter. Our time on this earth is limited, we don’t have the time to be fussy just because we have preconceived notions of what is right and wrong.
I could feel the train slowing down, and I realised with a start that we were pulling into the station. I was ready, so I left the compartment and made my way down the corridor to the closest exit. On my way to the Threstral-drawn carriages I was greeted warmly by several Ravenclaw girls, one whom I noticed give me an appreciative once-over. I winked at her but continued moving. I didn’t need eyes in the back of my head to know she kept watching me. I picked an empty carriage and no sooner than I had sat down, Uney landed nearby. She quickly jumped up into the carriage with me. I looked at her ruffled form, broom in one hand, wand in the other, and went to ask her what had happened.
“I’ll tell you later,” she said softly.
So began another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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