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De Novo — (Draco/Harry, NC-17) — COMPLETE

Title: De Novo [1-4/4]
Author: asfaloth_ (Lothiriel at insanejournal)
Pairing: Draco/Harry
Rating/Warnings: NC-17, Discussion of rape
Word Count: 26,685

Summary/AN: Harry and Draco are given a crime to solve – and an opportunity to begin again. Originally written for the hds_beltane exchange.
Request: bewarethesmirk asked for: Snarry or H/D, no threesomes, but with all three involved in the plot. Character development, UST, jealousy, and various levels of relationship angst – with a side of wallsex, desperate sex, rimming, frotting, Details, and Dirtytalk. Further suggestions included: 1) Draco thinks Harry is straight, 2) A date, with awkwardness and all, and 3) clubbing. I think I got most of it!
Disclaimer: I lay no claim to JKR’s characters nor universe. I’m just playing with them until I grow up. =) All hail my lovely beta, dreamlittleyo, who was dragged bodily from the Supernatural universe and held hostage for my story.

(De Novo: Part 1 of 4 (fake cut to insanejournal))
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Thank you, Wendy!!

"Punk. Ass. Bitch," Dean growled as Sam shouldered open the door, a coffee in each hand. Sam let the door swing shut behind him and grinned.

"Have a nice shower?" Sam sniffed the air ostentatiously. "You sure smell . . ."

Dean chucked a shoe at his head. Sam ducked and bent to set the coffees out of the strike zone, finishing, " . . . powder fresh!"

"I smell like a goddamn diaper, you backstabbing prick!" Dean bellowed. Sam had refilled every one of the bottles in the bathroom with girly, baby-powder scented shampoo and soap and lotion. And then rigged a bottle of baby powder to dump itself on Dean when he turned the tap on to wash the shit off.

Sam grinned, and Dean chucked the other shoe, following it up with a grab at Sam's head. The wrestling match was hampered by the towel tucked tightly around Dean's waist, and Sam ended up on top, Dean's fists pinned over his head.

"But I don't mind that you smell like a girl," Sam murmured, holding Dean's fists with one massive hand and sliding the other under the T-shirt Dean had thrown on over the towel. He leaned in to sniff at Dean's neck.

"Bitch," Dean said, trying to buck Sam off.

"Jerk," Sam replied, following his nose up with his tongue on Dean's neck, and stroking the muscles across Dean's ribs as they tensed beneath the T-shirt. Dean bucked again, but there was a slightly different quality to the movement this time, and Sam chuckled and sat back, pulling Dean's T-shirt up with one hand as Dean started to sit up, too.

As it reached Dean's elbows, Sam gave it a couple of quick twists, trapping Dean's wrists in the cloth and bending him back to the floor. Sam chuckled again at Dean's inarticulate rage.
"Oh, we're not even yet, buddy." Sam tightened his long legs around Dean's thighs as he thrashed about on the floor. "The coffee?" Sam dragged light teeth across Dean's ear. "The pie?" He ran delicate fingers under Dean's pecs. "That vapid little bitch in Minnesota?" he pinched a nipple with his nails and Dean cried out.

"I was just messing with you, Sammy!" Dean scowled from beneath him.
Sam grinned. "I know," he said.
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To quote littlestyo, what the hell, brain? Seriously, what the hell? Chief O'Brien/Mal Reynolds?

See, this is what happens when the crazy muses come to dance in my head when I'm sleeeeeeeeping. I just had this amazing dream, wherein I (muses neglected to mention how I got there, but me a la me, not me a la Mary Sue) was out and about with Miles and Mal, and Miles was kinda hitting on me and Mal was looking on with amusement as I squirmed because Miles is married. And then he stuck his head in my hair and sniffed deeply, and I jumped up and went to the bathroom. Only the bathroom was downstairs (the stairs of a bar in Dublin, in point of fact) and instead of going into the bathroom I went into the middle door, and found two sleeping giants. The presence of a female woke them up, and they began to dance the Giants' Dance and invite me to join them, very Disney/Pirates of the Carribean/Alice in Wonderland-esque. At long last, the giants invited me to go with them as they left the place of their hundred-year slumber, but I couldn't, I had to stay. I waved goodbye and turned to see Zoe waiting patiently for me, one eyebrow raised. We went back upstairs, and Zoe sat on the other side of the table and Miles had been rearranged to the other side of Mal and Mal nodded once with a slight cant to his lips as I nodded my thanks to him.

Off to go have coffee now and take a nice long walk on the cold, rocky beach.
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Have you ever noticed that whenever you sit down to write, and you have tea and munchies and you have time and you have a muse dancing naked in front of you in a tea cozy - everyone else suddenly decides that this would be a fabulous time to call and chat? Invariably, at these times, there is one person who calls that I actually want to talk to - my lovely Beta, for example. But then the family checks in, and four people want to know what's going on for dinner, and someone from work calls about rescheduling something random, and . . . and . . . and . . . . Yeah. Anyway. I'm off to write now, I just had to work back into it by ranting.
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Yoink o' the meme

1. What does your Livejournal name mean?
It's the name of one of the Elvish horses in Lord of the Rings. In the books, he belongs to Glorfindel, but Peter Jackson reinvisioned him as Arwen's mount. As with everything Tolkein wrote, it wasn't random; the meaning of "loth" is related to "white flower" and/or "foam flower" and the beginning, possibly from "asta" meaning "division" or "a part" -- or possibly "as-" a prefix meaning "together with" -- or all told, an adjustment of falasta - foaming or with foam and loth, so "foaming flowers" which might apply to Asfaloth's shining moment at the showdown near the ford.
What?! You asked!

2. Elaborate on your default photo?
It's Snape and Harry laughing. What else is a relationship based on? ;)

3. Who do you dream of?

4. What's your current relationship status?

Painfully single. Oer perhaps, in my case, un-painfully single would be more painfully accurate....

5. What EXACTLY are you wearing right now?
A snazzy light blue bra with rhinestones, wide-banded, light blue, thong knickers from Victoria's Secret (American), khaki shorts, and a blue-and-white striped top with no sleeves.

6. What is your current problem?
My dog has a bladder the size of a peanut.

7. What do you love most?

People. Most people. =)

8. What makes you most happy?

People. Being touched by people. Yeah, I mean physically. I crave touch.

9. Are you musically inclined?

Yes, tho not as much as I'd like to be. I was a choir nerd all through school. =)

10. If you could go back in time, and change something, what would you change?

I think I'd revise my first sexual experience. It could have been fixed, had I just had more information about what was actually going on!

11. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day, what would you be?

A domestic tiger. So that I could a) be a tiger, and b) it would be a favor for me to let everyone pet me.

12. Ever have a near death experience?


13. Name an obvious quality you have.

Er. Self-confidence bordering on arrogance.

14. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
Ode to a Butterfly

15. Who did you cut and paste this from?


16. Name someone with the same birthday as you.

Er. I can't actually think of anyone, off the top of my head. Does 17 July mean anything to anyone? HAHAHHAHA. Camilla Parker Bowles, apparently. Just looked it up. ;)

17. Have you ever vandalized someone's private property?

18. Have you ever been in a fight?

19. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?

Yep, was a choir brat all through secondary. :)

20. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Smile, then eyes. And then hands.

21. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
Totally mood-dependent, but rarely decaf!

24. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?

Ummmmmmmm . . . not recently.

25. Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows?

Umm, my icon is Harry Potter. And I write HP slash. Duh?

26. Did you have braces?


27. Are you comfortable with your height?
More or less. I occasionally wish I were a taller or shorter, but that's situational, so I guess that means I'm comfortable with it overall!

28. What is the most romantic thing someone has ever done for you?
You know, I'm usually the one who's mistress of the romantic gestures. But earlier this year, someone bought me their favorite book. That was awesome. The Bloody Chamber, for anyone who's keeping track.

29. Do you speak any other languages?

Not enough to brag about. :)

30. Do you have a crush on someone on your livejournal?
No; no one really talks to me on my LJ, so I can't say as I do. :)


First, write down the names of 12 characters of your choice. Then read and answer the questions.
You can't look at the questions until you write down the 12 characters you're going to use. Otherwise where would the fun be?

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Thou shalt not use . . .

Ah, well. Here we are, several months later and still with no story to post. It's growing, sure it is. But there's something about posting chapters before the whole is finished that just wigs me out, possibly because I change stuff. Frequently. At any rate, there is absolutely no one save my beta who is waiting with beta-ed breath (heh) for this one, and she doesn't get any more until she finishes what she's got. So. But at any rate, I had a need to post again because of today's Word of the Day. This is for auctasinistra !

Word of the Day for Wednesday April 5, 2006

cum \KUM; KUHM\, preposition:
With; along with; combined with; -- often used in combination.

In 1999 he finished converting an old dairy into a sort of
village -- a hip warren of apartments adjoining a
restaurant and bar, some art galleries, some studios, and
an "e-mat" (a laundromat-cum-cybercafe).
-- Bill Donahue, "Byte, Byte, Against the Dying of the
Light", [1]The Atlantic, May 2001

Pretty soon, we're digging up the lunch, washing it off at
a stand pipe and heading for the shed-cum-kitchen, where
the two burners are quickly pressed into working overtime.
-- Bob Granleese, "A bumper crop", [2]The Guardian,
September 14, 2002

The memorial service cum political rally for Senator
Wellstone brought the sacred low.
-- William J. Bennett, "A Party of Corruption?",
[3]National Review, November 4, 2002

Mark Humphrey, the rising star among interior designers,
has created a highly-collectable dual-function, chrome and
walnut candlestick-cum-rose vase.
-- Nick Pandya, "Making Christmas a one-off", [4]The
Guardian, November 2, 2002

Cum is from the Latin cum, "with."
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The Beginning

'Morning, everybody! It may not be morning for you, but it's now definitely morning for me. Having now gotten up and had my first cup of tea, I'm approaching human. In truth, realizing my flatmates are all gone for the weekend has done more for my humanity than caffeine ever has. And that IS saying something. At any rate, I thought I'd put up an introductory post before I begin to use this site as it is really intended: an outlet for both the sexually frustrated twenty-something and the creatively frustrated writer -- likely in that order, though it's really hard to say.
This obsession began when I accidentally fell into the Detention archive sometime in September, and couldn't get out. (Incidentally, does anyone know what happened to Detention? It's been down for a while now.) A few illnesses later (what else are you going to do when you're sick?) I started getting annoyed -- as inevitably happens with frustrated writers -- with grammar mistakes and wooden, un-snarky Snape dialogue and Harrys that barely attained the intelligence Snape's commentary should have maintained was substandard.
Now, I do have work to do other than this, and I tend to write in spurts. I began this first one as a short story with a plot and some romance on the side; it's now reaching astronomical lengths and while there's definitely romance, it's the slow-moving sort of romance.
I have a beta that is fabulous, but also busy, and so she hasn't had time to get to it all yet. I've done so much revising on the first chapter, though, that I'll probably go ahead and post that anyway pretty soon. And now, I've really got to go to the market. Someone let it slip that there's a special on Cadbury eggs. ;)
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