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Make Art With Your Soul.

Our life is a work of art - we know it or not, whether we like it or not. To live it requires the art of living as we must - like any artist, whatever his art - pigs difficult challenges (at least when we say any) from close-range combat, we must choose goals that are (at least when we choose them) well beyond our reach, and standards of excellence so irritating to their stubborn be (at least as we have seen until now) well beyond what we have been able to do that or we would have the capacity to do. We have groped the impossible. And we can only hope - without being able to rely on reliable forecasts and much less certain - of succeed sooner or later, with a long and excruciating effort, to match those standards and achieve those goals, thereby demonstrating to the challenge. The uncertainty is the natural habitat of human life, although the hope of escaping it is the engine of human activities. Escape to the uncertainty is a key ingredient, or at least the tacit assumption of any composite image of happiness. That is why happiness "authentic, appropriate and complete" appears to remain at a constant distance from us as a horizon, as all horizons, runs every time we try to approach it. [Z. Bauman]

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Farewell and proschenie_epigraf.

"Margarita on the gallop, turned around and saw that behind there is not only colorful towers unfolding airplane above them, but not long ago and the city itself,
who had gone into the earth and left behind only a fog ".
Mikhail Bulgakov's Master and Margarita"





Text "Farewell and forgiveness" is the artistic

Excessive Cervical Mucus After Ovulation

Sweet & Wild

Title: Sweet & Wild
Fandom: The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Characters: Magenta, Columbia , Janet Weiss, Rocky, Riff Raff, appointed Frank'n'Furter, Eddie and Brad Majors (basically, almost all the cast U, U XD)
Pairing: Magenta / Columbia + Rocky / Janet. Implicit Magenta / Riff Raff, Columbia / Frank, Columbia / Eddie and of course Janet / Brad
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: "Touch-a touch-a touch me!" of IV p0rn fest of fanfic_italia , Depression from my table bingo_italia
Warnings: femslash , mention of incest and PWP (like most of the things that this film is related to U, U)
Disclaimer: nothing is mine, not my own, but lately I dabble a lot
Warning: sex between two women - is the first time that I do not write "Two men"! - But I think if you enjoyed the film these things there scandalizzino least. No?
Notes: It 's the first time I write femslash, and is also the first time I write of Rocky Horror. To be honest I never thought of it before (the miracles of p0rn fest U, U)
So I saw the movie way too many times to try to understand, more or less, what kind of relationship could put Magenta and Columbia, and in the end ... this is more or less what I made. I know it's weird. It is difficult write about things so strange, indeed.
and ... what else? The prompt teased me, but know that for me it was very difficult to write femslash. Not because I have anything against anyone, just ... complicated. Forget it.
(should I remove the notes, definitely. Every time it's getting worse)

She was still crying. For quell'Eddie probably thought as he entered the room, being careful where he put his feet and tried to ignore annoying sobs of Columbia - not an easy task, given the extremely sharp voice of the girl, who after leaving the laboratory was closed and there was still room, sobbing and yearn for the death of the motorcyclist. Although Magenta was pretty sure that was not so depressed as he wanted to believe, given the way every now and then sobs were much weaker and the Columbia peering here and there to turn the corner of and then return to sob even harder, hoping that the greatest
... Well, actually he did not know exactly what to expect on his part. Maybe just a pat on the back, or at least give a sign to know who was there at least.
Not that Magenta had never exactly been the best person when he needed solace or sweet words, but it was also true that instill in one way or another, they were friends. A minimum of understanding at such a tragedy would have been welcome.
Nothing. Magenta seemed determined to ignore it completely, looking for (or pretending to try) something in one of the drawers and picking up newspapers and other rubbish from the ground, looking down decided not to cross that of the companion.
It took more or less than ten minutes - and a continuous growth in the volume of tears - before you decide to sigh and give attention to the girl, even if only for a sudden "come on, enough is enough", while sat next to her, and shook his head theatrically.
"How could he do such a thing?"
Magenta shrugged. She, too, had seemed an overreaction by the master, but it was not the first time that he acted so strangely ("passionate," he said). Columbia should be used now.
'E' was horrible ... "she began to sob again, and it was definitely too much for standards of Magenta. She would rather spend some 'time with Riff now that the boss was busy doing other things, because, so far as been involved with the rally and all the rest, but he knew that if he continued to ignore her like that Columbia would be able to cry all night. sighed.
"Next." Took off his shoes, sitting at his side while lowering the lever on the side of the screen: "Give me a hand with this thing. Stand there sobbing is useless. "

If nothing else, she stopped crying. It was not the usual Columbia she was used, but despite the complete lack of empathy Magenta had found a way to distract it.
Thank God that night, everyone present seemed determined to help in their way: they had watched as he entered the master bedroom of the boy had just arrived and have fun with him, while the girl that wandered here and there ; up to the laboratory, where Rocky had taken refuge (well, was there. Then, perhaps, would have taken action) and, after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity and going to the newborn creature comfort like a mother with their son.
Or so it seemed at first. Even when he pulled the bottom piece of the skirt is Magenta and Columbia had understood perfectly well that the thing would end up being very interesting. Extremely interesting - enough to distract finally Columbia, which opened her eyes and leaned toward the screen leaving the nail polish and attention to the Magenta.
was very, very funny, especially because both knew that the girl (Janet?) Would never have done what he was doing if he had known that there were two of them to spy on them - or maybe, who knows would have done anyway. According to what he had said, before crossing the door of the castle was a virgin, but now ...
Well, not that having sex with two semi-strangers in a couple of hours was just the greatest perversion of the standards to which they were accustomed Magenta and Columbia, but this is likely to be touched Janet in the way now the creature was almost considering Breast with a pleasant expression of disbelief was something unthinkable, the limits of the impossible - and not just because it was a being born three hours earlier.
see her to believe so uninhibited and dirty it was more fun than they ever imagined, especially when Columbia began to make fun, making the line - since his voice was perfectly too high - and shaking his shoulders in the same way that Janet was doing on the screen. Magenta laughed, pointing a hair dryer in the neckline of your pajamas - it was open practically alone, for what he had seen her - And allowing it to literally jump on him, burying her face in her neck.
short, it was a game. Only a game "innocent" - perhaps it was not the right word, but so - and Magenta was too busy laughing to realize what was strange how the Columbia had stroked his bare leg until then time and persistence in continuing to jump on her, or because stringesse arms and continued to kiss her neck and draw conclusions. It was usually good at knowing when someone made her advances, but now had lowered their guard too.
And then, Columbia was not so much grieved by the Eddie's death?
Well, obviously he must have done a great job of comfort, he thought as soon as the lips of the girl broke away from his neck and came to rest on her, pressing insistently against scarlet lipstick.
Now Magenta's eyes widened in surprise, leaving the outlet along the arms of Columbia - more to instinct than actual desire. It was not the first time I was kissed by a woman - even though it was past time since the last time this happened - but a kiss was so unexpected and sudden. Lips Columbia was strangely soft and fragrant, very different from those of Riff which was much more used to it.
but unfounded, it was not bad. It was not bad.
He had just enough time to realize, before the youngest began to insist more and more to deepen the kiss - which let them do almost immediately, opening her legs, and allow more comfortable and take her face in her hands as she lay almost on her. Again his lips went to kiss her neck, splattering her white skin and groaned loudly, almost in sync with the pants Janet coming from the screen.
"What was all planned," he asked with his usual hoarse voice as soon as he could speak, Columbia and giggled with her high-pitched voice while slowly stroking the leg of his partner, and then bite his lips and chin.
"No." replied against his skin: "But is not the first time I think." And while he slid his hands between her legs, caressing it with determination and breaking wind .
He could not help but groan without control, pushing against his hand to look more and more that touch, with his legs wide open.
now groans and sighs of Janet and Rocky were only a faint background, which served only to increase the excitement of both women - as if it were needed. Magenta almost without noticing his hands went to strip Columbia pajama shirt, slowly stroking her small breasts and at the same time returning the attention of the other with his hand, leaving your hands and mouth of the youngest fully explore his body, between kisses and caresses of the loveliest he had ever received - not that those riffs were not as pleasant, and the two did not have the slightest doubt about who to choose, but evil is unfounded ' had to try something so different, so soft ... ?
Now his whole soul was distracted by the fingers of Columbia, that while he was immersed in his reasoning began to move faster and faster, moaning every time he kissed her Magenta and his caresses became more daring. Certainly not as sweet as those that he was receiving, but it was so Columbia that he had imagined the rest, and went so well.
"I do not understand how he may prefer that ..." she bit her lips pulled into a smile, with a moan of pleasure that she could not just hold back.
"That creature ... ... you."
"Do not ask me," said the other, without distraction from what he was doing and that, given the way in which his chest rose up and down faster and faster, the curly would definitely appreciate.
Again she leaned forward to kiss her, encouraged by the arms of the majority who immediately rallied around his shoulders and slowly began to stroke her back, perfect legs, my ass ...
broke up the kiss and threw her head back, with difficulty repressing a scream of pleasure, of those who thought only Riff could snatch from his lips. Neither knew exactly how failed to do so - and I really did not matter either: the only interesting thing at that time were the fingers of Columbia that still lingered among her legs, getting the fabric of her skirt.
He looked down, and then raised them to make eye contact the mischievous younger. Magenta could not but grant it a smile, sweeter than any I had ever directed, first to allow her to sit on the bed and better prepare for, and rightly so, to return the favor.
But Columbia was able to drop the panties right with Minnie, on the screen before the outpouring of love Janet and Rocky - of which were totally forgotten, or at least had lost interest - to be replaced from black and white stripes, which immediately made her wince. They had just a moment to put back together as well as possible, before the Riff Raff's face appeared on the screen, with his usual listless expression.
"The dinner must be prepared." He said only, without emphasis in his voice. "It 's up to you, Magenta."
and immediately hung up, followed by a kind of verse by Columbia, which looked at the screen pouting.
"It's not fair." She muttered, while Magenta giggle.
"Later repay the favor when we have time." He said only, quickly taking off her dress and wearing a translucent black petticoat.
Columbia nodded and watched him as he left the room.
the rest of the world had all the time, no?

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meme first year

What sense does it denigrate something that I myself have done? Ok, this post is not born of high intent as I want you to believe, do not pretend to be great philosophers when not are (rather, we want to kick someone because verification imminent)

Only, on second thought, I decided to exclude the stories I wrote from the masterlist is pretty stupid. Infuse were published, I liked (a lot more than I would have expected) and have received positive feedback, which is not everything for a story but a Bottarelli give you the self-esteem anyway. Are not yet fully convinced of their existence and utility, but they're mine. In a way they deserve to be in the masterlist, poor things.

Here they are, the castaways. Or rather, those stories that I have not had the courage to enter the first
Telephone and Rally Up the Demons of your Soul
their wagons, my poor dears \u0026lt;3

call it still lacks one, but it's a complicated story. Only one person - who is the person for whom I have written, or babycin - read it, but want it to be his only stop. Know that there is and that is a point in the table bingo_italia (desperately trying to glean what he can to be able to conclude or at least half)

But enough about absent and talking about the stories written there. It is the first time meme of the year! * Imagine a tone type conductor television game show, as you read this sentence *

Fanfic meme_2010

Favorite story : Advice from the Caterpillar . It 's my absolute favorite, and believe me, I have no no idea why. Except that ... I really like here ^ / / ^ maybe because I'm the first to be surprised by the turn it has taken and by the parallel with that Alice in Wonderland, I swear, was not initially wanted for nothing. Maybe not the best I've ever written (although it certainly is among the best, I have no doubt about this), but it was a nice surprise for me. * She * feels proud

Best story : * thinks * probably Do not Cry, is what I think is coming best in the plot and a description of Sam's feelings and sensations, in particular, and Dean. And when I reread it was exactly as I had imagined in my mind, something which I think is already a great personal success.

Story Most underappreciated by the universe : Hmmm ... I do not know. Doctor Doctor (make me well) has been read and have commented to me (too) positively, but perhaps deserved more attention than they have had others that I consider to be worse. Or maybe it's because I was so sparkling idea of being able to write a role-play doctor and put in the middle of Dr. Sexy, bah. xDD

Most fun story : * reads list *
* you realize you have not written even a * CRACK HISTORY
So The most fun would a story I still yard which I have already written the crack part, but I miss the part p0rn. Obviously her being crack implies the presence of Castiel U, U among those I have already written, I think or All I Want for Christmas Is Lay Around and Love you or Split .

Most sexy story : even now, I'm ashamed of that at most - in the sense that I blush the idea of writing it - is Telephone , definitely. I do not know why, probably Birthday Boy is much, much more perverse, but this is something that escapes me ..., but it makes me ashamed. That is until tonight was not even in masterlist -///-

Biggest surprise: Rally Up the Demons of your Soul . I thought it would be / would have liked / liked anyone. Rather liked it, and gave me a great pleasure. I still do not consider it one of my best fanfiction, but it is original in its own way.

Biggest disappointment: Hurt / Comfort , of course. Just look at the panic by providing the following months, in which I could not publish anything for fear of more write something so ugly. That is, the fact is that I feel extremely guilty about this fan fiction - and the second part is finished and ready, not even that bad, but I think I still have to work on first. Frankly, I find it difficult to resume in hand, it is still there gathering dust. Maybe one day I'll finish later.

Worst story : Pure Whitin ' . I hate it deeply. But it was a way - albeit clumsy - to enter into what is still my favorite fandom, so we can say that also has its reason to exist. I think.

Hardest story to write : Help me, Help you . ... I think I've rewritten it twice. But in the sense that I wrote the first draft, then I re-read, I deleted ALL - ALL I restarted and everything. It's something I never happened before, usually I save at least something, but this was difficult. I wanted to stay on a certain level because it was based on a history of others, and I hope I did at least a little '.

Easiest story to write : Meanwhile . It was as if it had been already written.