karanguni: (uh HAWKEYE)
Every once in a while, I decide to inflict upon myself the non-duty of doing something with my non-skill in non-art. I suck at it, and yet I do it. :D I blame the genius of people like [livejournal.com profile] dnatio_memoriae and [livejournal.com profile] pere_chan, who both make me feel like picking up the stylus and TORMENTING YOU PEOPLE TO RETINAL DEATH. Oh, an [livejournal.com profile] regicialdwarf, whose dance playlist kept me sane. Ish. Sanish.



Full version, in case you dare to go where angels blah blah blah )
karanguni: (HOUSE kills)
Okay, right, so I wake up this morning after popping a couple of tabs of paracetamol last night, and mostly I just feel like I've been rolled over by a violently angry trucker. Repeatedly. I have to get on a plane in roughly one and a half days, so that's not looking too shiny. *rolls*

That said, might as well make someone else's day! :D [livejournal.com profile] paceus asked for a DVD commentary for Ho ho ho (Discworld). Here it is:

Things I do when low on sleep )

\o/ I am a pretty pathetic commentary writer for drabbles. *g* If anyone else wants one - for any fic, really - feel free to poke at!

Alternatively, if you feel like making a sick girl's day:
the fanficcers love meme, continued


[edit] While I'm in the meta mood, might as well do the 2008-fic-roundup thing that everyone else and their mother has probably done. 8D

The year in a couple of words )

(this goes out from under the cut, because people need the love:)

Things I love - again and again and again I have struck gold with the people I've met. It's insane - everyone seems to talk about fandom wank and such, but I've never encountered anything other than squee and constructive crit.

[livejournal.com profile] pere_chan: my most amazing Pere! I do not know if you are home to read this right now, but thank you so damned much. You went from being one of the first people that I felt comfortable squeeing with on AIM to being one of my closest friends outright. ♥ Your Batman art blows my mind away - your art in general blows my mind away - but not more than your generosity of spirit and optimisim.

[livejournal.com profile] dnatio_memoriae: I am so glad you came out of the woodwork! Thank you so much for the last couple of months; it has been one hell of a ride. *g* You're always around with something to say about Turkfic, for which I am ETERNALLY GRATEFUL IN ALLCAPS, and I love love love the concrit you gave for Restorations. I love you art so much that I have this entire folder with nothing but your pieces. I look at it and it brings a warm glow to my stomach. TOGETHER WE WILL MUSH LUCIFER AND FINAL FANTASY VII AND BLIND THE WORLD. *g* *rolls*

[livejournal.com profile] logistika_nyx: you are the master, and I, merely the little slavegirl thing. *g* You have constantly been around to flail at and with, and to have endless comment threads when one/both of us are bored at school/work, and god knows you've made me a better, more thinky writer than I would've been otherwise. I hope you and the Boy are home and settled into House! :D I am blessed to have got to know you. And, you know, write copious amounts of (mind)porn with you.

[livejournal.com profile] kabuki_chan: I hope that you are alive! And that the world has not eaten you! ♥ Thank you so much for the co-squee and the amazing art over the past year. You are the bestest!

[livejournal.com profile] _ice_lady_: LET YOUR THESIS NOT EAT YOU, PLEASE. ♥ Thank you for being around and always having time to comment spam and grin and glee. ♥

[livejournal.com profile] maho_kiwi: kiwi! I am so glad to have got to know you and Laylah - the both of you are such landmarks of fandomy goodness, and the both of you work so hard that I feel kind of star-fishy and useless in comparison. You guys have been amazing generous with your time and yourselves, so ♥ ♥ ♥!

My nose is starting to clog up and object to a lack of medicine, and I'm running out of the braincells needed to do a proper thank-you list, but nonetheless:

[livejournal.com profile] white_jenna, [livejournal.com profile] puella_nerdii, [livejournal.com profile] aikonamika, [livejournal.com profile] guingel, [livejournal.com profile] mithrigil, [livejournal.com profile] shadowwaker -- and everyone else that my brain's not remembering: thank you so much for the past year. ♥

To all the new flisters, especially the Yuletides [livejournal.com profile] mjules, [livejournal.com profile] numinicious, [livejournal.com profile] elishabet, [livejournal.com profile] liviapenn, [livejournal.com profile] dhaunea, [livejournal.com profile] kangeiko, [livejournal.com profile] deepad, [livejournal.com profile] autumn_belias, okay here I really *am* running out of braincells - I love you guys for #yulechat, and I lookforward to mm.org, and the next yuletide, and all the OTHER CRAZY. Oh, and five million NYRs. ♥
karanguni: (BALTHIER works)
Two drabbles taken from my IJ; they were prompts for character + vehicles. You guys can leave your own if you want!

Balthier and an 1977 XJ Jaguar )

Claire Stanfield and a limousine )
karanguni: (HOUSE kills)
Maybe it's writing a fic a day for four days, but I'm pretty much burning to write - with nothing in my head to write about. SO

FICPROMPT



Throw anything at me; a character, a bunch of lyrics, a couple of words, a situation, a dead cat - I'll try and cough something up, especially if it's in the Final Fantasy VII fandom-range (I'm not heavily hinting about the Turks here, not at all, in any way, nope).

HIT ME.
karanguni: (ED high)
I had to justify buying domain space somehow! A batch of icons, to prove to myself I'm not entirely a freeloader only a freeloader 99.9% of the time. 8D

2 Cowboy Bebop
2 Final Fantasy XII (Larsa, Balthier)
4 Final Fantasy VII (Reno, Rufus |2|, Yuffie)

Preview:






The rest! )

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax