Thrihyrne

I can probably come up with something more later, but for now:

"I don't analyze these things, you know, I wasn't a Ravenclaw."

This is from Sinking, watersports H/D PWP recently co-written with

cruisedirector, and this was one of the lines I contributed to the fic. Draco is the one talking, and to me it conveys a lot about him in a few words - that he actually feels more than he thinks when it comes to sex and pleasure, and how dismissive he is of groups that are outside his ken.

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I did laugh out loud at that line, Cel - it was perfect.

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Thanks! I could just hear Draco saying it in a sort of patiently dismissive tone... *g*

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That was one of my absolute faves from that story; it's so in character to me, and hilariously funny to boot!

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But I'm really not sure what it says about me if I can channel Draco Malfoy accurately! *g*

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I wonder the same about myself and Grima. ;)

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My favorite all-time lines were written by [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] as part of my birthday fic, At Leisure: (http://annmarwalk.livejournal.com/62481.html#cutid1%E2%80%9D)

He holds back the cries of pleasure that are fighting to escape until he thinks his chest will burst. Boromir, Boromir! He dares not even whisper it, only thinks it, as he rocks back and forth in time with Boromir’s rhythm.

It's got it all - the eroticism of the act itself, the thrill of the forbidden, the good old up-against-the-wall hotness. I dream this passage sometimes.

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There is indeed a lot conveyed in those lines; I felt almost suffocated on Théodred's behalf reading them. I wish he were yelling. ;)

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Umm, his forced restraint did result in another attempt at poetry on my part: Theo's Triolet (http://annmarwalk.livejournal.com/63283.html#cutid1).

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Oooooh. That was lovely! Still, I want them to be out on the plains somewhere so they can be as loud and uninhibited as they want. Are they ever allowed that in your stories? Not that forced quiet isn't sexy, since often it is. Your capturing of Théodred's thoughts were beautiful.

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Oh yes indeed, they are. Most of our stories are set in Edoras, where we have conveniently imagined a more relaxed sexual climate then stuffy old Minas Tirith. At Edoras, they spend their nights (and late mornings, and afternoons) quite openly together. [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] has even written a drabble about a rather shamefaced Theoden, backing out of the room after finding them sleeping in: Late Morning (http://edoraslass.livejournal.com/37117.html).

In my birthday story, though, they are at Aldburg, not Edoras, and unsure what the local customs (and his uncle's opinions) might be on hot man-on-man action in the stable. Could spook the horses, ya know?

Sorry - Didn't mean to hijack your thread with my favorite subject!

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edoraslass.livejournal.com

*blush* Thank you!
That must make for some very interesting dreams!

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Oh, and you know, I should have said that I particularly liked that second selection of yours - "word scraped" was indeed a really visceral, solid kind of way to put it, and I think many of us have had that experience and not been able to describe it so well.

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Thank you!! It's all about the imagery. :D

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well, there are many little phrases i've written that i am pleased with (because, let's face it, i write to amuse myself), but this one is one i could think of immediately (from an awdt (http://snottygrrl.livejournal.com/109859.html#cutid1) i wrote a few weeks ago):

McGonagall shrugged from her position astride a large sheep that was outfitted with tack and saddle. “Same difference,” she said, as she (and her sheep) turned into Albus in a pink tutu.

i am really pleased with that whole drabble actually.

oh now i've spent far too long reading my own fic, and come up with

But he knows he never could have imagined the concentrated, almost reverent way with which Potter applies the ointment. His barriers are broken down with each careful stroke and by the time Potter reaches his lower back, Draco is completely undone.

that one is from part 6 of unexpected (http://snottygrrl.livejournal.com/108764.html). i just like the way image it makes me see, harry focused on draco and the lotion and draco falling apart because of it.

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Those are both great, for different reasons! And rereading your own fic was part of the point; so often I think what we write is what we've been looking for and haven't found, yes? I consider it a treat to take the time to read one of my longer stories, getting all reabsorbed in it as though I don't know what's going to happen next.

The H/D sentences are intriguing; I wonder how Draco reacts to being undone? I'd imagine it's neither a familiar nor a comfortable feeling…

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interesting, i don't think i get lost in my fic, but i do like the stories, or i wouldn't have written them. and it makes me happy to see that i really have managed to write what i meant to at least some of the time.

it is not, and if you want to see how he reacts, take a gander at the fic [*grins*]

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it is not, and if you want to see how he reacts, take a gander at the fic [*grins*]

I just did! I need a fan… You write delicious smut, my dear. I'll post a proper comment, but thanks for leading me over to the fic. I also noticed that the poster for today's

hogwarts_today mentioned an H/D done by two classicists in that pairing, though you probably knew about it already. I don't remember what it's called. I need to be reading crossovers from this point on, but we'll see. ;)

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glad you liked it, sweety. [*smishes*]

brand new today Down the Rabbit Hole (Dr Who/Harry Potter xover) NC-17 (http://beren-writes.livejournal.com/144201.html). beren has also written a hp/something with vampires xover you mmight want to read as well (found it Black Magic By Moonlight (HP/Anita Blake xover) [R/15] or [NC17/18] (http://beren-writes.livejournal.com/93442.html))

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Thank you so much for those! I'm realizing my own problem, though, which is that unless it's HP/Tolkien, I'm not going to get the nuances of the other fandom. But I need to read them anyway.

I did enjoy your fic; oil and boys. Trés yummy. Wonderful to read about since there are none in my life! ;) Thank you for the invitation to join the awdt, but in addition to the usual fics, I have a gift ficlet cookie jar ficlet claimed (and have done *nothing* about it for a month) and am in line at

fanfic100 and one of those massive charts. For Gimli. :D I'll enjoy your drabbles.

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yeah it is an issue, though wandering around http://community.livejournal.com/crossover_hp/ one is bound to find something one is familiar with. i haven't seen the new dr who, so beren's story is a little odd for me, but i do know the dr who premise which helps a lot. 'sides, it is mostly just sex [*grins*] wook77 is going to do an hp/muppets crossover for the challenge, i'll be sure and direct you towards it when it arrives. [*smirks*]

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The darkness forgave him his thoughts, as he imagined himself a tear of her sweat, sliding from pulsing temple to jaw, down her creamy column of neck.

Almost every line in this story evokes such strong, sad, and beautiful imagery! But from time to time, this line pops into my head unbidden.

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Wow- I didn't think anybody would quote back my own stuff! That is a descriptive line, though... and as I wrote up the thread to

celandineb, I should probably be more worried that I have such a grasp of Grima's psyche. ;)

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LOL, well, since I don't write fanfic, and wanted to chime in! Yes, we are very worried about the fact that you channel Grima so well. *g*

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Some of my favourites of my stuff are from my really early stories, like this: Legolas son of Thranduil wants nothing, needs nothing. He is dead, his ruined body thrown beyond the borders of the Golden Wood for the beasts to scavenge.. (from Love Me And Despair (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2232043/1/).) It's just viciously stark, and what makes it worse is that I never explain exactly what happened.

Here's just one from my VSD ~~rip-off~~ inspired set - this is from Eomer's (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2226667/1/):
Theodred died, the thoughtless bastard. I'm so bad in that I crack myself up when I do comedy, and I'm not afraid to admit it. All three of those diaries make me giggle insanely.

One of my not-mine-favourites is this of

annmarwalk's - ..."Faramir’s lovely body spread out in the candlelight like a feast." from Master of the Art (http://annmarwalk.livejournal.com/54816.html), her present for

faramir_boromir's birthday. It's just so visual and sensual, like so much of her stuff. :)

I can probably come up with more - that's just off the top of my head.

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Those are great! The first one is quite viciously stark, as you described it; I was hooked! The comedy is refreshing; I'll need to check out your VSD stories. I didn't know that you wrote comedy.

The quote of

annmarwalk's is beautifully delicious. Mmmmmmmmmm. Thank you so much for sharing!

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edoraslass.livejournal.com

Thank you!

Yes, actually when I was in the dread Mary Sue phase of my teens, I wrote pretty much nothing but all sorts of RPS & FPS parody/comedy for my friends. Comedy's great fun - but it's also often a lot harder. I've got two simmering right now that are half-written, because I'm ~~sucked into Theodred/Boromir angst~~ occupied with other things. :)

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He was at the end of the train line, in a small boarding house that she found easily because he'd told her to find the ugliest front garden in the street. "The Merry Myrtles" seemed a lot less good-humoured these days. The broken brick path led to a sagging screen door. Grass long gone to seed waved from cracks in the walls. From "Persuasion" - first ever fanfic! :D

I think this is one of my favourite bits of desc. I realised, when looking over the stuff I write, I don't spend that much time with desc - usually only drop in a nudging element here or there. most of the stuff is action and/or dialogue! lol. I have quite a few fave bits of dialogue, usually Draco being sarcastic (what a surprise).

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That is a great description; and you're right; now that I think about it, your stories move along at a wondrous clip because of the pacing of action and dialogue, but the elements of imagery that you do include are stunning. I can't quote it, but your description of the greening lock on your most recent fic still lingers in my head, albeit a bit vaguely. :facepalm:

I definitely have dialogue envy between you and

llembas. For heartbreaking imagery, it's

euclase in her original fic.

Thanks for sharing, dialup and all!! :)

p.s. will email/write you properly about RL stuff soon; heard from Jules and G. Morton on the same day this week. It all seems very serendipitous.

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These are both from "Before Thangorodrim: The Last Fall of Himring Hill", which is up at HASA.

(a) I like this one simply because I think that it is a nice bit of Tolkien pastiche: Finarfin, talking about the language of the Valar:

It is harsh to our ears, though with its own splendours; a tongue of swords and storms, and difficult of the learning.

(b) Finrod, reborn and fighting in the War of Wrath:

He was calm again, with the steely, enduring tranquillity of the Reborn, that no anguish could ever again defeat.

I liked this because it was saying something about both Finrod himself, and about the condition of being reborn after having died, which I am quite certain had significant psychological effects. And I like the rhythmic balance of the sub-clauses.

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