sidhe: smoke and mirrors

Astin Spills All!

sidhe_elf — Wed, 03 Nov 2004 01:32:58 GMT

I was out shopping yesterday when I saw a book by Sean Astin about his experiences on the LotR set! And there's pics of the hobbits and of ORLI! And yeah. It's pretty long. And there was a mention of Viggo in the few pages that I skimmed - saying that JRD was a conservative guy, unlike Viggo. Hee. And yeah!!! Is this the oldest fandom news to hit the fandom since the fandom started? I have no idea! :( But I'm excited anyway. I didn't have enough money to buy the book yesterday (it's $19.44) but yesterday was the Melbourne Cup and I was SURE that my horse would win and I'd have enough to buy it tomorrow. My horse came FOURTH! Argh. Silly horse. That's $6 I could have put towards my book! But yeah, I'm sure if I scrounge around all my spare change, I'll find $19.44 by tomorrow..........

Yay fandom *g*

Boo exams

Happy birthday Viggo!

sidhe_elf — Wed, 20 Oct 2004 13:04:49 GMT

And hello and *hugs* to my flist! I miss you!

B'day!!!

sidhe_elf — Tue, 31 Aug 2004 01:33:44 GMT

Happy birthday katewithak!!! <333

Hope your day was wonderful and fun-filled and I hope your year to come is even better! You're incredibly lovely and special and I'm so glad that I met you through being a total slash-junkie, yay! *mwah*

<3

sidhe_elf — Sat, 31 Jul 2004 07:30:52 GMT

((((((((flist))))))))

Australian LotR Exhibition

sidhe_elf — Fri, 30 Jul 2004 20:09:49 GMT

They've confirmed the dates!!! Late December 2004 till March 31st 2005. *bounces*

Powerhouse Museum, Sydney - LotR

Picspam

sidhe_elf — Thu, 29 Jul 2004 03:43:27 GMT

Extended extended DVDs...

sidhe_elf — Wed, 28 Jul 2004 20:10:03 GMT

From TORn, here:

7-28-04 Latest News
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Extended Extended Editions?
Xoanon @ 10:00 am EST

manicjaguar writes: Wonderful site as usual....Just thought I'd let you know about an article in the September 2004 issue of Electronic Gaming Monthly. It has the rpg game LOTR: The Third Age on the cover, and inside is a good article about the game. What's of note is several quotes from the games Executive Producer, Steve Gray. Here's some excerpts.

(EGM)But even when the final product hits the shelves in November, only New Line and EA will know which plot elements were created from scratch and which are based on actual footage Peter Jackson shot but still hasn't seen the light of day. "They're really protective of that footage," Gray says, "because obviously, they want to make the extended (italics EGM) extended versions someday--in a trilogy box set or whatever. They want to keep the franchise alive for years to come."...........Thousands of movie production photos line the walls, and hours of footage from the films--some of it not even included in the special extended editions--fill artists' hard drives.

Hee, that would be so cool. They should just keep releasing them and releasing them. Then they should do the prequels: LotR-2, LotR-1 and LotR0, like Star Wars. We could get the REAL story behind Aragorn and Legolas' relationship!!! And then, once they've done all they, they should release all the behind-the-scenes footage ever shot, and we'll have the truth about the Viggorli relationship *happy sigh* Actually, no, wait, they should release all that footage before going on to make the prequels. And then they can release the prequel's behind-the-scenes footage after they come out....

But, no, really, I am happy about the possibility of extended extended versions! *g* I thought they might do something like that for an anniversary special edition, or something, but who knows when it'll actually happen. While part of me hopes it's soon, another part of me hopes that it's not too soon, because currently I am extremely broke and this is the list of "To Buy" DVDs for the year:

Hidalgo
Troy
The Calcium Kid
King Arthur
HP3
RotK EE

And estimating them at $30 each (TCK is $37) with the RotK EE being about $70, that's $227. Hmm... this semester's text books, or all the DVDs...? lol

Kind of, but not quite, goodbye

sidhe_elf — Mon, 26 Jul 2004 19:55:11 GMT

It's really strange, the things that you think of at 4 o'clock in the morning. Anyway, this has been something that's been hovering on my mind for some time now, but I never thought seriously about it till last night, for some reason. And I don't really know why I was thinking of it/making my mind up about it at 4am, but that's how it ended up happening. In just under a week, I go back to Uni for the second semester of my 3rd year. Before I do that, I want to withdraw myself from fandom. (Yes, that sounds dirty *g*).

Firstly, this is not because of any fandom wanking, it's not because of inner politics of fandom, it's not a protest at Viggorli or Katelando or mods or anything like that. Really :o) I <3 you all and the Viggorli fandom to bits.

It's just that, like I said, this is coming up to the second half of my third year at uni. I really, really want to be accepted into honours for law. I have a credit average at the moment (a high credit, but still a credit), and I need to finish my degree with a distinction average if I'm going to get offered honours. I figure this leaves me 3 semesters in which to work my butt off to bring my grades up to the level they're needed. That means not spending a few hours each night in front of the computer. It probably means dreaming of statutes and caselaw and not Viggorli. :o(

In a few days time, on Saturday or Sunday night (I go back to Uni on Monday), I'm going to defriend most of my flist. *sob*. Please, please don't take this personally!! You are all, every single one of you, incredibly amazing and wonderful people that I am so honoured and happy that I've gotten to know. I'm the pathetically incapable one here :P. I don't want to delete my journal, and I'm still going to be on the net and around LJ, if much less frequently. But I know that if I have a (heh, relatively) big and active flist, I'm not going to be able to resist myself in checking it compulsively, like I do now. I love reading about you all, and I love reading what you write :o) And that's the problem, because you're all much too addictive, and I can't get enough of you, and it's just a little bit distracting *g* I'm going to keep a handful of people on my flist - mainly those of you who I've gotten to know very well through email or AIM or something else :o) And you already know who you are. I'd also encourage you all to defriend me after I defriend you. *cries* You don't have to, but I probably won't do any more fandom posts (and if they do, they'll be few and far between), so you have to ask yourself, do you really want periodic updates about my homework and the crappiness of the train network in Australia? *g* I don't expect anyone to keep me on their flist, and probably prefer you not to, since that cuts down on the possibility of distraction for me.

I'm still going to be around online and on LJ though. I'll probably dive into Vigorlean Cult during breaks and during bouts of depression about the horrible state of the wold ;) I'll still be accessible by email, and I'll still be on AIM. And I'll probably occassionally hijack someone's flist, just so I can keep up with how you're all going. And maybe by summer holidays, I might be back a bit more. So this isn't really the end...

The funny thing is, what started me thinking on this was reading a (very lovely) Orlando forum last night. And it was (generally) not even a catty forum :o) But I found I really, really dislike the idea of being a fangirl. I don't want to care this much about a celebrity that has been fictionalised so much that my image of him is probably nowhere near the real him :o) I don't want that to matter. I think it's ridiculous when a litte voice in my head goes "Aww :o(" when I see something that's contrary to Viggorli. Viggorli is my OTP!!! On the day the boys finally come out, I'm going to break down and cry my heart out for joy :D But I really need to stop thinking about it all the time, like I'm doing now. And all this is not about looking down on the Viggorli community, and it's not about how it's wrong to be a fangirl. Really :o) It's just that I need to separate my real world from my dream world that's happening here. I feel like I need to grow up. Growing up means different things to different people, I know. And perfectly mature and capable people are members of not just the Viggorli fandom, but fandom in general. Growing up for me, though, means leaving at least some of this behind.

Tomorrow will be the 6th anniversary of the first time I entered fandom, and actually had interactions online with real and specific people :o) I've literally grown up with the net and fandom. It's had a huge part in making me who I am, and I don't regret it at all :o) It's also my security blanket. Hee, lambie. When I'm bored, stressed, upset, depressed, I know that a night online usually makes me feel so much better. And it's going to be so incredibly hard to let that go. I still can't believe I'm going to do it... For the past 6 years, this has ben such a staple, comforting part of my lfe. But I feel it's time for me to grow up and face the real world. The last 5 months have been fantastic, because for the first time in ages, I'm only working one job, and I've been making no efforts to get a second one *g* I need to stop being a lazy-ass, though, and either put all of this free time into my study, or get out there and get another job. And previously, 'net time' has always had priority when I've been making decisions, but I don't think that's the way to go anymore.

I'm going to miss you all so much!!! I will definitely still be around on occassion. This is not (I promise, despite the pages of crap I just typed) meant to be a melodramatic exit. I just wanted to let you know what's happening with me :o) Thank you so much for your friendship and support and for sharing your art and your writing and making fandom come alive for me. I'm so glad I got to know you all! Argh... repeat to self: this is not the end! I've learnt so much from you all, and you've all made my days brighter just by being yourselves and being on LJ. And I'm getting mushy now.

(((((((((flist))))))))) I wish you guys all the best in whatever you do in life!!! <3

(This really isn't the end. I'm not going to vanish. Hopefully, neither are you. But, omg!!! *cries* It won't ever be the same.)

So... kind of, but not quite, goodbye :o)

<3

OC and blah

sidhe_elf — Fri, 23 Jul 2004 23:28:49 GMT

Is it just the slash corrupting my mind, or are there boy-pairings everywhere these days? I don't watch much TV, but one show that I am completely addcited to is The OC. Anyway, episode 1.5 The Outsider just aired on Tuesday (yeah, we're so behind) and I missed it cos of the Lion King and my friend forgot to tape it for me and I'm trying to d/l it now but Kazaa is being a bitch and has lost the connection or whatever halfway through the d/l and it's taken me about 4 straight days of downloading to get this far (stupid dial-up) and so I've seen the first half and not the second... Anyway. Does anyone else watch this? I guess I'll put it behind an LJ cut, although I doubt anyone who watches the show hasn't seen this episode by now.

So... Seth and Ryan are a couple, right? Ryan gets a job, and Seth can't even occupy himself for 9 hours without him? And gets separation anxiety and turns up outside Seth's work at closing time? And is all crushed when Seth has other plans? Aww. I swear, they're just dying to be slashed.

So yeah. OC. My new <3.

Anyway, a few days ago I was congratulating myself cos I haven't been sick at all this winter, so what happens? Yeah. Blah. Oh, well. At least it's in the last week of holidays, and not the first week of semester. And that's just our Uni's nice and we have an extra week of holidays, for some reason. Everyone else starts back on Monday.

Hmm. What else? I'm all groggy and blah and I have work in an hour. The fact that I have to talk to/interact with people while I'm sick bothers me more than the fact that I'm sick and working. Does anyone else get that?

The thing that bothers me about the OC is that theoretically (if I had ADSL or something) I could download all the episodes that are out. Or, I can go read the synopsis of every episode till the end of season 1. And that just takes away all the mystery and freshness out of TV.

I just stumbled across some OC fanfic. Accidently, trust me. For some reason, I have no urge whatsoever to read OC fanfic. But, ick. "Well your not so bad after all." *After* an author's note thanking their beta. Sigh. And in response to a fanfic link: that was really stupid i really hopw u dont think that was funny. *feels like hurling*

And I really wonder what that photo of Orlando is all about. The one where he's either just tripped on the kerb or seen an apparition or something. You know? Yeah. Um. People say it was a clap of thunder, but is that the normal response to thunder? I mean, the whole crowd around him looks shocked/scared, and no crowd I've ever been in has done that just for thunder...

And, I'm such a h/c freak that you'd think I'd come up with something that'd be helpful right now, but all I think of is, drink lots of fluids and then get Viggo to shag me better *g* And while that would be lovely, I hardly think it's about to happen any time soon! ;)

I start way too many sentences with "And". Maybe I really shouldn't be knocking other people for mangling the English language.

Two nights ago I had a dream that I set my freezer on fire.

I can't get fics to go from thought to paper.

Soooo...

sidhe_elf — Wed, 21 Jul 2004 23:44:23 GMT

Who else has been as productive as me today? In the incredibly unlikely event you'd like to take one, feel free :o) Comments are nice, credit is nice but not necessary. Also, I'm sure everyone has seen this already, but legorlando makes us realise just how very much we should all be thanking the Powers That Be, here. *clings to Viggo*

Omg.

sidhe_elf — Tue, 20 Jul 2004 08:32:19 GMT

Lion King was wonderful, but better yet, I passed everything!!!!! We got back at 1am and I was about to throw up from nerves so I had to jump on and see if the results were out yet (21st) and they were and I'm so relieved. Not even happy, though they were decent (not fantastic) marks. Just relieved that I'll be able to sleep tonight.

*hugs flist!*

Eta: Ok, 20 mins later, the joy has started to kick in *happy sigh* So I'm sitting on a credit average now, I wonder if I can bring it up to a distinction average, if I work my butt off from now on... but I say that every semester. I'm an optimist, though.

Lion King was fantastic - especially the woman who played Rahiki (sp?). I wonder if each country has their own cast, or if they travel the world... I love African music :o)

Off to bed now. Happy, happy, relieved.

The countdown begins

sidhe_elf — Mon, 19 Jul 2004 02:09:05 GMT

I spent a great day out with a friend, and I have the Lion King tomorrow night, which I should be (and still am, I guess) totally excited about, but... (and there had to be a but)...

Exam results come out on Wednesday. Jesus. I can't believe how nervous this makes me. And my brother got his today, and his results were pretty damn fantastic, so just passing doesn't feel enough now, I need to be fantastic too, since I'm the "smart" one, and it's expected, and...

Loads and loads of frickin shark-shaped butterflies.

(Really, I think I should be grateful for the fact that the most stressful thing in my life is exam results, but... *hides in corner and chews nails*)

Pros and cons

sidhe_elf — Sat, 17 Jul 2004 20:58:40 GMT

Legolas,

The bad thing about being in the middle of the Wild is that there is no other Man or Elf within 430 leagues. I jacked off 12 times this morning to the thought of you. The good thing about being in the middle of the Wild is that there is no other Man or Elf within 430 leagues. I jacked off 12 times this morning to the thought of you.

Aragorn.

Ficlet: Letter from Gilraen to Aragorn

sidhe_elf — Sat, 17 Jul 2004 20:48:17 GMT

What's this? A non-slash, G-rated, LotR fic?! ;) In answer to shirebound's Letter Writing challenge.

Aragorn, my son,

The past winter has been grey and bleak for us all, but I fear it has been harder upon you. For you have been long away in distant lands, toiling to keep safe those who care not for the Dunedain and who know not of your labours. So too did your father, who I loved fiercely and who died young.

When the wind buffets at my door in bitter gusts, I worry that you are far from shelter and warmth. Food is never scarce on my table, thanks to the kindness of Master Elrond, but I begin to begrudge every bite I take, not knowing whether you hunger even as I eat. I dread the icy rain and cruel snow, and in my mind I have woven a thousand cloaks for you to ward off the cold. I fear most that you are wounded or ill and alone in the Wild, with no friendly hand to aid you or to offer comfort. It has been long since I could gather you safe and happy in my arms, but to a mother, it can never have been so long that I do not yearn to do so once more.

But I do not know why I trouble you with such words, save that my mood is fey and despairing. These are dark days for us all, and you have need of strength and hope, not of a fretful woman's fears. This letter, too, I shall keep, and it shall be company for all the other letters I shall never send.

May the Valar give you their blessing, and keep you safe and well-guarded from harm.

Gilraen.

March 1st 2991.

(And a very short, non-G, slashy letter here, if you want *g*)

Days

sidhe_elf — Sat, 17 Jul 2004 06:42:56 GMT

I survived pretty much only on Krispy Kremes today. I definitely need to go for a run tomorrow morning! It was Leah's last night tonight, and, omg, I'm going to miss my wench so much! :o( We had the best time at work and we had the dirtiest minds. We covered everything from lesbian jokes to slash jokes to foetus jokes. We squeed and gushed over Orlando together, and went to repeat sessions of all his movies. We're going to keep in touch, of course, but it's just not going to be the same!

MTV Awards were on last night but I missed it since I was at work. My brother watched it though, and said that Johnny Depp won an award for PotC, and that they had footage of him receiving his award, since he was currently on location in France shooting/researching for PotC 2. Is this true??!! Does this mean that PotC 2 will be coming out mid next year?!

It's currently bucketing down with rain and hail in Melbourne, as shown on TV with the AFL. It makes me think of Rangers wandering in the Wild, for some reason. That would have been incrediby cold and wet and uncomfortable, I think.

Hello to Fern, one of my oldest net friends, one of the loveliest of people *hugs* :o) Now you'll see me as the insane Viggorli fangirl that I am... :o)

Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

ETA: katewithak, I'm sorry I went to bed without waiting up! *mwah* Hope everything is cool, and I miss you!

more meme spammage, this time gacked from abluegirl

sidhe_elf — Fri, 16 Jul 2004 07:14:21 GMT

*The \\\\*
Last Cigarette:	don't smoke
Last Alcoholic Drink:	don't remember - it's been forever, i'm such a good girl, lol, wtf
Last Car Ride:	home from work
Last Kiss:	pass
Last Good Cry:	i bawled during 'troy'
Last Library Book:	some crap on euthanasia and the law
Last book bought:	hmm. the geek in me can't believe that i have to think hard about this... i really don't remember, tho. but last book i got was kushiel's avatar from the coolest girl ever hearts
Last Book Read:	read a bit of HP3 last night before bed; before that, reread the lotr trilogy
Last Movie Seen in Theatres:	king arthur, yesterday
Last Movie Rented:	black hawk down, 2 weeks ago
Last Cuss Word Uttered:	goddamn fucking wanker
Last Beverage Drank:	water
Last Food Consumed:	mixed veges + rice
Last Crush:	viggo. and orlando. simultaneously.
Last Phone Call:	at work, taking a booking.
Last TV Show Watched:	THE OC!!! <3 actually, no. australian idol.
Last Time Showered:	about an hour and a bit ago, when i got home from work
Last Shoes Worn:	black work shoes, yay
Last CD Played:	shrek 2 soundtrack which sucks, don't buy it
Last Item Bought:	exact last purchase = krispy kremes
Last Download:	i don't remember. this scares me.
Last Annoyance:	fuckwit of a customer.
Last Disappointment:	leah's leaving me!!!! cries cries more
Last Soda Drank:	not a big soda fan, don't remember
Last Thing Written:	smut!fic
Last Key Used:	tab key to get down to this line (haha, apparently this means key key, and not computer key, and in that case i'm guessing it's the house key)
Last Words Spoken:	"hey, what's that song?"
Last Sleep:	on the train on the way home, for about 40 mins this afternoon
Last Ice Cream Eaten:	um... gelatissimo, maybe, 7 weeks ago. (holy crap was it THAT long ago??!!)
Last Chair Sat In:	this one, o revered genius
Last Webpage Visited:	yahoo mail

meme gacked from dmbdragonfly

sidhe_elf — Fri, 16 Jul 2004 07:00:55 GMT

Wearing: i'd so love to be able to say something cool here, but the truth is it's almost midnight and i'm in my pj's.

Hair: pony-tailed. as ever.

Makeup: what's make-up? and how do i put it on?

Ate today: krispy kremes, omg!!! 1.5 to be exact. the original ones rule. and like, the best dinner ever - mixed veges and rice

Thing last said: "haha, you can't catch for crap"

Last phone call: something at work, i forget wgat

In your bag: lip balm, keys, wallet, phone

Playing on your iPod: why on earth is this thing assuming we have an iPod?!

Desktop picture: collage of aragorn and legolas pics. much hotness. (the (incredibly cool and beuatiful and sweet) communion one weirded my brother out *sniffle*)

Last watched on tv: the golf is on in the bg

Last website visited: hotmail. and lj. duh.

Plans for today: there's 10 mins left of today. and i plan to spend them online. woohoo!

Last thing bought: i went on a shopping spree today! it was lots of fun. got new watch ($15 lol), 2 pairs of jeans for $30, RAINBOW TOE SOCKS, white hoodie with monkeys on it, KRISPY KREMES

Listening to: vindicated, dashboard confessional

Last showered: 'bout an hour ago, when i got home from work

Last IM: katewithak isn't on!!! *cries*

Looking forward to: the lion king musical on tuesday night

Worst part of the day: stupid WANKER of a customer

Best part of the day: first bite of krispy kremes. or every time i bought something.

Favorite person of the day: you. and you. and you. and you know who you are *hearts*

Thinking about: "my train of thought just de-railed..."

Current annoyance: i'm not annoyed with anything... yay :o)

Current obsession: VIGGORLI OTP (um. is there *anyone* out there who did not know this?)

Random TMI: can't think of anything. which is probably good

Feeling: cold and sleepy kinda but it's still early and maybe katewithak will come on if i wait a little longer....???!!!

Hearing: commentary for golf. guitar. lots of guitar playing songs i don't know (ie punk)

that was fuuuuuun!

...

sidhe_elf — Thu, 15 Jul 2004 06:34:43 GMT

thanks to the people who helped me out on the lotr quiz! and sorry for my huge delay in, well, everything. i'm just lazy and blah.

LotR questions/competition/con

sidhe_elf — Tue, 13 Jul 2004 01:25:53 GMT

I found this on TORn's website - a competition for winning 2 tickets to some sci-fi convention. It's in Australia, though, and the competition's only open to Australian residents, but John Rhys Davies, John Noble (Denethor), Noel Appleby (Everard Proudfoot), and Morgan Evans (Legolas stunt double) and a WETA Workshop representative will be there. Ok, this doesn't actually sound very thrilling to me, but who knows, if I had the time and if it was close by and if I won tickets (wow, that's a lot of ifs), I might go...

Anyway, you have to answer this list of questions to be in the draw, and I'm really not certain about some of them. Does anyone know any more of the answers? Or have I got an answer wrong? I'm assuming it's all movieverse, too. I'll check for myself later, but for now I'm going to be horribly lazy and see if anyone on LJ can help *g*

1. How old was Bilbo turning at his birthday party near the beginning of The Fellowship of the Ring? 111
2. Who cut the Ring from Sauron's hand? Isildur
3. How many ringwraiths confronted the hobbits at the top of Weathertop, when Frodo got stabbed?
4. What is Gimli's father's name? Gloin
5. What was the name of the book that Bilbo was writing about his adventures? There and Back Again, A Hobbit's Tale
6. Which two creatures did Saruman breed to make his new monstrosity warriors the Urak-Hai? Goblins and Orcs
7. Who tried to physically break the Ring, in Rivendell? Gimli
8. Who reveals Strider's real name, and what is it? Legolas; Aragorn, son of Arathorn
9. What item did Aragorn find that Pippin had dropped when he was tracking the kidnapped Hobbits? Brooch of Lorien
10. In Gimli's opinion, what kind of running are Dwarves best for? Short distance
11. What did Treebeard think that Merry and Pippin were when he first met the two in Fangorn forest? Little orcs
12. Why does Treebeard like going south? It feels like going downhill
13. Who are the two sons of Denethor and which is the elder? Boromir and Faramir; Boromir is the elder
14. In the ROTK who lit the signal fire from Gondor to call Rohan? Pippin
15. What did Gollum call the way leading up to Shelob the giant spider's tunnel?
16. Which finger of Frodo's did Gollum bite off?
17. What did the steward of Gondor Denethor try to do to his son during the battle at Minas Tirith? Burn him alive
18. What did we see were the last words Frodo wrote in his book "The Lord of the Rings", before adding the title? ...and it was the best thing he ever did.
19. What were the last spoken words of "Return of the King", rounding out the trilogy? Well, I'm back
20. What other major film trilogy did John Rhys-Davies have a role in, and what was his characters name?

Any other Aussies, feel free to take the answers (hah, what answers) and send off your own entry to competitions@fsf.com.au All entries are due in by 11th August. The actual con is on Sept 11, at Lincombe in NSW (near Sydney). Click here for more info.

It's too cold for a deckchair

sidhe_elf — Thu, 08 Jul 2004 18:34:18 GMT

When my brother and I were younger and one of us did something stupid, we'd tell them they had the IQ of a deckchair... Now I feel it might actually be a compliment. *headdesk* Duh. I spammed about 5 broken links around LJ. *hides from world* (But thank you so much to everyone that pointed it out to me!)

And this morning at 8am I get an SMS that the friend I was going out to lunch is sick and can't make it. So I got to sleep in. But gah!!

Maybe this is one of those days I could just go back to bed? *hopeful* But nah, I'm actually still pretty cheerful... And things won't get worse, will they? I've gotten all the bad things over and done with for today, haven't I? Cos the only things left to do today are a mountain of errands and then work tonight, and I can totally see both of them being FUN. Only not.

*hugs Pseudy* Feel better soon!

Fic: Icecream Sundae (R)

sidhe_elf — Thu, 08 Jul 2004 08:25:39 GMT

Title: Icecream Sundae
Author: sidhe_elf
Beta: katewithak Thanks for the quickie, luv! ;)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: All lies! But such beautiful lies *sigh*
Feedback: Makes me happier than cake batter icecream *g*
A/N: For katewithak, who's uber-cool and inspires conversations of icecream served on Eddie Boon at 2am. I wudn't gawna keep 'er! *hugs*

It's late afternoon and I'm drowsing on the couch, more asleep than awake in the mild spring sun. I'm shirtless since the t-shirt I had on this morning is now drenched with the smell of turpentine, and my skin is beginning to prickle with goosebumps, but at the moment I'm too comfortable to care.

There's some noise from the kitchen - fridge and cupboard doors being yanked open and slammed shut with overenthusiastic fervour. A moment later, Orlando calls out, "Want some, Vig?" but I'm too sleepycontent to reply. Inspiration had struck me at about two thirty this morning, driving all thoughts of bed from my mind. Now the piece is drying in the studio, I'm more than ready to catch up on some sleep.

"I didn't know you were old enough to need a nap in the middle of the day, Viggo," Orlando teases, coming into the living room. His voice is muffled by whatever it is he's eating.

I give a half-hearted grunt, unwilling to be disturbed from this blissful drowsiness. Orlando makes a little noise of dissatisfaction and a smile tugs at the corner of my mouth as I picture the half-pout that he's making right now.

"You're no fun, Vig," he protests, and my smile grows wider despite myself, although I keep my eyes firmly shut. There's a pause, then the soft sound of him licking at something. "Sure you don't want some?" he asks again. "This is really good icecream - cake batter flavoured." I'm skeptical that uncooked cake in icecream form could taste anything but disgusting, but Orlando knows me well enough to read my thoughts, because he laughs. "Would I lie to you, old man? I'm serious, this stuff is like heaven in a spoon."

I'm not going to be tempted, though, no matter how good Orli promises the icecream to be. Sleep is truly the only thing I want right now, and Orlando will get the message soon enough, and leave me alone. We can play later tonight, if that's what he wants. Sure enough, a few moments later I hear the scraping of his spoon against the bottom of the bowl, and his footsteps fade as he leaves the room again. I sigh contentedly and drift slowly into sleep.

I'm jerked violently out of it again by something shockingly cold plopping down on the bare skin of my stomach.

"Fuck!" I yell, startled. I open my eyes to the sight of Orlando's face hovering over me. He's straddling my body on the couch and there's a decidedly wicked look in his eyes. A little piece of icecream is beginning to melt on my stomach. It's still bloody cold, though, and I move to wipe it off with my hand. Orlando grabs me by the wrist.

"Uh-uh," he says, teasing. "That wouldn't be any fun, Viggo." He has my legs pinned down with his weight, which gives him the upper hand when I struggle briefly.

"What are you doing?" I ask, but my voice is strained and not threatening as I'd intended it to be.

Orlando smiles at me and slowly wets his lips with his tongue. His eyes are rich, dark brown and completely intoxicating.

"I'm eating your dessert, Viggo," he says, "since you didn't want to have it."

The icecream melts a little more, trickling down my skin. I squirm a bit at the sensation.

"You're going to... get icecream all over the couch," I gasp.

Orlando gives a throaty chuckle. "That's alright - you know this couch has had worse than just icecream spilt on it," he says, and my cock twitches at the memories and at his voice.

He leans over the splotch of icecream on my belly, so close that I can feel the heat of his breath on my skin. He covers the icecream with his mouth and suckles. I lose my breath as the warmth of his mouth takes away the chill of the icecream. His tongue swirls briefly but he never stops the suction, and I'm fairly sure there'll be a hickey there tomorrow.

"This is really good icecream," he tells me, voice husky, lips swollen with desire. The growing bulge in his jeans matches mine.

"I'll take your word for it," I say, but he gets another spoonful and directs it towards my mouth.

"Open up for the aeroplane," he says, the cheeky brat, but I do as he tells me and he guides the spoonful in. It is good icecream, actually - fantastic, to tell the truth, but you'll forgive me if icecream's not at the top of the list of things I want in my mouth at the moment.

Apparently there's still some of it left on my upper lip because Orlando leans closer to swipe the sweet stickiness off with his tongue, then runs it around my mouth to catch all the icecream before coaxing my mouth open for a quick kiss. I get a brief taste of icecream and Orlando before he pulls away. I close my eyes, disappointed, but this turns out to be a bad idea, because two seconds later, I yelp as another freezing splotch of icecream lands on my unprotected stomach.

"Orli!" I gasp. "Quit that!" My muscles are tense and quivering from the numbing chill.

He kisses my left nipple in response. His lips are soft and cold. "Why?" he says. "I'm still hungry, Vig." He looks up from his kisses, pupils so dilated his eyes are nearly black. "You have no idea how beautiful you look lying there, do you?" he breathes. "Your hair is all mesed up and spiky. Your eyes are half-closed and your lashes flutter when I do - this." He fits his mouth around a nipple again and encircles it with his tongue, and I have no idea whether my lashes actually flutter or not, because electricity jolts through me at this touch, and I can't concentrate on anything else. "And your mouth," he continues, "your mouth is half open, almost like you're inviting me to stick something between those lips..."

He grinds his rising erection against mine, careful not the smear icecream on his t-shirt, and I can't stop the soft moan that escapes. When he pulls away, I thrust my hips up at him, craving more contact, but he backs off.

"You're going to get icecream all over me if you do that," he chides.

"You already have it all over me," I point out.

"That's different," he says, as if it's the most obvious reason in the world why I can be turned into an icecream sundae and he can't.

The icecream on my stomach is trickling down into my belly button and starting to trickle down my sides. A small pink tongue darts out to lick it away, like a kitten lapping at a dishful of cream. I can almost hear Orli's purring, or that might be the blissful sound I make when his tongue reaches my bellybutton and delves in, hot and slick and softly lapping. He swirls around and gives and gentle flick and the sensation of my cock straining in my jeans is suddenly painful.

"Icecream served a la Viggo," he whispers, before moving to lick the icecream trickles that are running down my side.

His tongue hits the sensitive spot just above my hip and I can't help the shriek of laughter that suddenly bursts from my lips.

Orlando stops and looks at me with huge, incredulous eyes, a mile-wide grin on his face.

"Did you just giggle?" he asks in disbelief.

"Of course not!" I protest.

He giggles himself, then. "Yes you did! I made the great Viggo Mortensen giggle!"

"You did not," I begin to tell him, but his tongue flickers over my ticklish spot again, and more laughter escapes me.

"You giggled!" he declares triumphantly.

"Did not."

"Oh, yeah?" he says, eyes alight with mischief. "Well, I'll just continue till to you do, then - or till you admit it!"

He pins me down again, not that I can really move except to writhe and squirm while first his tongue and then his nimble fingers tickle me, reducing me to a helpess mess of laugher.

"Alright!" I gasp at last, trying to subdue the mirth. "You win."

Orlando stops and grins at me, floppy black curls almost hiding his eyes, and I love him so much it hurts.

"So you admit you giggled?" he says.

I don't, but I also don't want to face another round of tickle-torture. "Fine," I say with mock sullenness. "I giggled."

He laughs in delight and kisses me on the mouth. "And you're adorable when you do," he tells me earnestly.

The tub of icecream is still on the coffee table beside us, and Orlando reaches for it again. "Want some more?" he asks me, but I shake my head. He digs out a huge scoop with the spoon and slips it into his mouth.

"Mmm." The noise he makes is of pure pleasure and Orlando closes his eyes. He draws the spoon out slowly, lips dragging at it to catch the last bits of icecream. He opens his eyes and locks his gaze with mine. I watch, fascinated as he sucks the spoon as if it were a lollipop, tongue wrapping around it then flattening into the curve before he pulls it from his mouth again.

"I told you this was good icecream," he says.

My cock is really protesting about being trapped in my jeans and not Orli's mouth now, and I fumble with some desperation at the button and zip. Orlando sheds his own jeans with less speed, if more grace, and we both moan as he drags our aching cocks together.

"I want to fill my mouth with you," he says, never taking his eyes off me. I drag myself into a reclining position, and Orlando kneels in front of me, looking like a greedy child staring at dessert.

He slides me easily into his mouth. I gasp and my whole body stiffens. My cock is hot and throbbing with arousal and his mouth is cold from the icecream.

"Fuck," I gasp, hands clenching involuntarily at the cushions beside me. Orlando doesn't reply, but flattens his tongue against the underside of my cock and pulls back. He flicks his tongue around the head of my erection, catching the drops of pre-cum before he takes my length back into his mouth. This time he deep-throats me, and again I'm overwhelmed by the feeling of his icecream-chilled mouth around my hard cock.

Orlando sucks eagerly and I find that the contrast between hot and cold amplifies every movement of his tongue and mouth. The edge of my control breaks as my desire grows, and I discover my fingers are tanlged in Orlando's hair, and my hips are thrusting of their own accord. Orlando doesn't need the encouragement, though - his throat is working ceaselessly to take as much of me as he can. The sensation is incredible - I'm full of desire and love and Orlando is both giving me relief and intensifying the feeling until I think I'm going to burst.

Then Orlando begins to hum, and his mouth works even more eagerly than before. A tiny corner of my brain recognises the tune as Greensleeves and registers the irony, but most of my brain and all of my body is only aware of the feeling of Orlando's mouth around my cock. The vibrations go straight to the core of me, my erection pulsing harder in response. My fingers tighten in Orlando's curls and I moan hard and long as I come, a molten wave of pleasure crashing over me.

Orlando swallows it all, tongue darting out to catch the last drops which shimmer on his lips.

"So much better than icecream," he says, huskily.

"My turn for a taste," I rasp, and take him into my mouth with no further warning.

He's so hard it must hurt. His skin is soft and silky in my mouth; hot and smooth and tasting of salt and pre-cum and Orlando. He tastes too good to go slowly and I'm too greedy to wait. I suck at him with rough, hurried movements, and he moans his appreciation and thrusts himself deeper down my throat. My mouth and tongue work to milk his whole length while the sounds of Orlando's arousal encourage me further.

He comes quickly, moaning my name, and my mouth floods with the tangy salt of him.

Orlando sinks to his knees, breathing still ragged, pulse visible in his throat. The disheveled state of his hair, and the way his lips are swollen and his cheeks are flushed sends another wave of arousal through me.

"Ready for a second helping of dessert?" I ask.

He looks up at me with hungry, loving eyes.

"Fuck, yeah."

We move to the bedroom, and the icecream melts, abandoned on the coffee table.

Drabble: Second Chances (PG-13)

sidhe_elf — Thu, 08 Jul 2004 00:35:45 GMT

Another drabble done :o) Only it's a bit longer than a drabble. And probably very un-PC in how it ends, but I don't care, ok? *g* galdeone, your drabble is coming soon, I promise - it turned out much longer than a drabble :o)

Title: Second Chances
Rating: PG-13 for language
Summary: k_leale asked for: a drabble where Viggo and Orlando have suffered a misunderstanding of Shakespearean measure and I'd like to see the part where they realize how silly they've both been.

The glass of beer was growing warm between Viggo's hands, condensation gathering around his fingers. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the man sitting across the table from him. Orlando had lost the last vestiges of boyishness a long time ago. He retained his dark-eyed beauty, but it was tempered by something more than innocence and angelic good looks now. There was a band of gold on the third finger of his left hand, and an aura of sadness that hovered over him.

"Why now?" Orlando asked finally, breaking the silence. Viggo flinched because Orlando would not use his name. "After so many years. What could we possibly have to say to one another?" His voice was cool, disinterested. Clinically businesslike.

Viggo opened his mouth and closed it again, words escaping him. Orlando's ring gleamed in the reflected light of passing cars.

Orlando looked up at him. His was still beautifully, carefully blank, but torment blazed in his eyes.

"You left," he said. The words were heavy, weighed down by all the years of loss and hurt and abandonment.

Viggo closed his eyes. He told himself it wasn't because he couldn't bear to see the expression on Orlando's face.

"Why?" Orlando demanded.

Viggo didn't answer.

"Viggo." Orlando finally said his name, but the victory was hollow. The word was tinged with hostility.

He opened his eyes and made himself look at Orlando. "You said you might have loved her, if it wasn't for me," he growled, his own hurt and anger bubbling to the surface. "You said it all might have been so much easier, if it hadn't been for me."

Shock and confusion warred in Orlando's face.

"To Sam," Viggo ground out. "On the phone." He looked away, flushing, at Orlando's dawning look of comprehension.

"You fuckwit." If Orlando had been angry before, he was livid now. "Did you think to hear the rest of what I said? That I was fucking delirious to have you in my life? That without you, I'd have settled for mediocrity and never know what happiness was? Did you fucking think about that, Viggo, before you just walked away and took all that with you? Without even talking to me about it?"

Viggo shook his head - he hadn't stayed long enough to hear anything but those despairing words burn straight through him. "Not just that," he said, voice choked. "All the fucking photos, Orlando. The delays in coming home. All the times you didn't come home - just went straight to the next press junket or film shoot. You just said what I'd been thinking all along, only I was too much of a coward to admit it. You could have been happy without me."

"I was happy because of you." The next words were so low that Viggo could barely catch them - couldn't make out whether they were in past tense or present. "Because I love you." He looked away. "And you didn't even ask, Viggo. Didn't even ask what I wanted before you left." Orlando's voice caught; cracked and broke like Viggo's heart was doing. "All that wasted time."

"And if I asked you now?" Viggo said, hardly daring to believe.

Orlando gave a harsh laugh. He twisted the gold ring on his finger. "Do you know how many years it took for me to stop loving you?"

Viggo shook his head, mutely.

Orlando laughed again, but this time it was almost a sob. "I never did." He drew in a shaky breath. "So are you going to ask me?" he said, quietly.

Viggo leaned across the table and took Orlando's cold hands into his own. "Will you forgive me for the past, and share the future with me?" he murmured. "Will you let me have an undeserved second chance, to love you for the rest of forever?"

Orlando fumbled with the ring and wrenched it from his hand, and laced his fingers through Viggo's.

"Will you do the same for me?" he whispered, and the answer was in their kiss.

Link to Keira icon bases

sidhe_elf — Wed, 07 Jul 2004 07:30:49 GMT

This is the first time I've ever had a girl as an icon... wow :o) I love Keira, though!

I got my base image from tillie and there are tons more lovely Keira bases at her LJ, here :o)

PS. I can't believe that Angelina Jolie is beating Keira in the poll! Come on, Keira fans, show your support here! *g*

Keira

sidhe_elf — Tue, 06 Jul 2004 07:43:42 GMT

So on Rove Live tonight there's an interview with the guy who plays Lancelot in King Arthur, and Keira looks *hot* in the clips that they showed with her in it.

I think I'm going to declare her the hottest chick ever *g* And she's younger than me! Damn. lol

Anyway, I really don't get the Angelina Jolie thing. She's alright, but I don't find her attractive or anything.

Sooo...

View Poll: #317125

(And, yup, I spelt her last name wrong, but you can't edit polls, so I'm just going to leave it.)

Lion King and stuff

sidhe_elf — Mon, 05 Jul 2004 20:22:03 GMT

I'm going to see Lion King the musical!! *g* I don't know if it's performing anywhere else but in Australia, so I don't know how relevant this is to anyone, but the tickets are finally down from $99 to $40.50! I've been wanting to see it for quite awhile, but never thought I would cos of the ticket prices and it's hard to organise a group of people. But yeah, we're going to see it in 2 weeks time!

AIM is lonely atm. Silly timezones.

I dreamt of Viggo. Squee!!

I have the next two drabbles written in my head. One of them worries me a bit cos it's completely un-PC. The other one would prefer to be a full-length BDSM fic.

Black Hawk Down has been sitting on my floor since Friday, and I still haven't watched it... I really need to amend that, soon. You need to put in an application form for a timeslot for the TV/DVD here, though. Oh. Got one *g* 5pm tonight.