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last night i had the strangest dream...i sailed away to china/


arthur/merlin one-shot, [PART TWO] the one where a sneaky foot massage leads to smut
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By: little_seahorse
Title: The one where a sneaky foot-massage leads to smut.
Genre: modern!AU, non magic, fluff
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, brief Merlin/Will
Rating: NC-17
Word count: around 5,500.
Notes: *waves* Quite new to this fandom. This is my first Arthur/Merlin fic & i'm gifting it to elirwen  - Happy Birthday!
It's partly inspired by  psmithery & mizufae's fic Deft, which is delicious. I could happily read nothing but A/M fingering fics for the rest of my life.
I'd like to thank fr333bird for the excellent beta job, thoughtful suggestions, and brit-picking :D *hugs*
Feedback is very welcome!


Part Two
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arthur/merlin one-shot, [PART ONE] the one where a sneaky foot massage leads to smut
little_seahorse


By: little_seahorse
Title: The one where a sneaky foot-massage leads to smut.
Genre: modern!AU, non magic, fluff
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, brief Merlin/Will
Rating: NC-17
Word count: around 5,500. Broken in two as it wouldn't fit in one post.
Notes: *waves* Quite new to this fandom. This is my first Arthur/Merlin fic & i'm gifting it to
[info]elirwen  - Happy Birthday! :D
It's partly inspired by 
[info]psmithery   & [info]mizufae 's fic Deft, which is delicious. I could happily read nothing but A/M fingering fics for the rest of my life.
I'd like to thank
[info]fr333bird for the excellent beta job, thoughtful suggestions, and brit-picking :D *hugs*
Feedback is very welcome!



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On being black and not existing
snape
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There are some things i've said to people over the years, about being Aboriginal, and growing up in a racist country where leading academics assert that I don't exist. I wanted to put those things down here with my thoughts.

I've recently been hugely inspired by the incredible neo_prodigy , who blogs with fantastic passion, and anger about racism, and furiously and eloquently (and sometimes hilariously) attacks homophobia and ignorance. He fights the good fight.

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Four years is a bloody long time
little_seahorse
I've just been re-reading some really old lj posts I made.

Christ, things were a rollercoaster back then.

One week, WHEE OMG THINGS ARE FAB! I MADE A COLLAGE OF BRYAN FERRY! ISN'T LIFE GREAT??!!!
 Next week, I AM SO FUCKING LONELY/MISERABLE/UNSURE OF MYSELF OMG LIFE SUCKS SO HARD...I NEED A HUG.

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Far out, the things that seemed endless and horrid and traumatic a few years ago, and even last year, they just fade and it amazes me. I'm so glad to be back to bubbly-me. It's nice to smile and laugh and squee again.

Tell me how You are?

Much love,
xx
Hannah

...WTF. (reposted entry - by neo_prodigy)
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Originally posted by lavenderfrost at ...WTF.
Well, there goes my good mood for the day.

NYTimes, the bastion of quality reporting, reported on the gang-rape of an 11 year-old girl in Texas  that's led to charges against 18 high-school boys so far - all well and good so far, right?  Shit like this NEEDS publicity to raise awareness. 

Only problem is, they repeated - without refutation or critical commentary - the claims that the girl brought the rape on herself because of the way she was dressed.

Choice Quotes (No cut b/c everyone needs to see this - DEAL.):

“It’s just destroyed our community,” said Sheila Harrison, 48, a hospital worker who says she knows several of the defendants. “These boys have to live with this the rest of their lives.  As opposed to the victim, who's gonna bounce back lickety-fucking-split, right?

Residents in the neighborhood where the abandoned trailer stands — known as the Quarters — said the victim had been visiting various friends there for months. They said she dressed older than her age, wearing makeup and fashions more appropriate to a woman in her 20s. She would hang out with teenage boys at a playground, some said.  TOTALLY BEGGING FOR IT.

THIS IS RAPE CULTURE, PEOPLE.

Now, what's being said and done in this community is bad enough, but the NY Times should be fucking ashamed of themselves right now.

Here's how to contact NYT: )


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little_seahorse
Just past five pm in Melbourne town.
Happily picked up my layby from NOVO this morning, beautiful two-tone brogues (cream and brown). LOVE THEM.

Woke surprisingly early, so trained it to the city. Will set out towards Flemington shortly to visit Loki. We met last year. Alex's birthday party (a smashing affair) at Madame Brussels headed to The Waiters Club in a nearby laneway, then to Clifton Hill, where Beatles Rockband was played and enjoyed by a dazzlingly drunk bunch of lovelies. That's where I met Loki. I told him I adored his shoes. Gorgeous red leather, cuban heel. So suave.
We started hanging out shortly after. Intermittently, we shag, but mostly we play the guitar, learn National songs together and play Star Command.

Visited the Order of Melbourne, climbing five flights of stairs for two enormous gin & tonics. Six cigarettes, Black Keys playing from speakers on the rooftop bar. Noice.

Over and out xx

lately
little_seahorse
Sunday was gorgeous.

Having spent six weeks cleaning out scum, muck, general debris and small brown frogs from a pool in Doncaster, I was finally able to slip into the water. Well, I didn't slip so much as tip-toe at an almost literally glacial pace, swallowing filthy swears. It was fucking freezing.

Mum's partner, Simon, hadn't used it in three years, so there was quite a bit of cleaning to be done. He installed a new filter and pump, and fixed a leak in the pipeline too boot.

Anyway, it was amazing. Once I finally got into the water. Mum's old work friend, her husband and their son (whom I met at Simon's place previously) came along for a barbeque (I always want to spell that 'barbequeue') and a splash. Bubby and Dale came down from Bendigo on Friday, so they were there as well, which was nice. Didn't fight with Bubby this time either, which was refreshing. The last bout gave me a black eye and a(n even more)bruised ego.


Just sent a message on FB to a dear and lovely friend. I do hope we can get together soon. Apart from it being wonderfully healing and lovely just being around him, I have some apologies to give, and with a bit of luck, some hugs and tea to get. I need to ask him a favour too. Having lost all my cd's and tapes, I desperately need to get some Smiths, Bowie and Leonard Cohen back in my life. He always makes marvelous mixes. Fingers crossed.

Just about to re-download Last.fm console. It's been a few years. I used to use their console religously.

Went for another jog today. Added tricep dips, crunches, steps, star jumps and yoga to it. Cardio boost is go!
Cutting down on the fags gradually. Rollies make it easier. Had my first cigarette at one p.m today. Small steps. Things are too uncertain and heart-achingly slow, sluggish and esteem-flattening at the moment, unfortunately.

Watched Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson again tonight. Massive crush. He's pretty adorable, and a little bit sexy in an insane-drunkard kind of way. But he has a schoolboy charm, I think. Hmm.

Things are slooooowly getting better. Like an ambigous Raymond Carver story, with a vaguely hopeful denoument.

Anyway, hope you're all well and beautiful and sticky and pink and fluffy and lovely. xxo

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little_seahorse
By gosh, it's been a while between drinks. Is anybody there?

Since the last entry I have:


Discovered the wonder of Doctor Who, old and (especially) new. Also, Torchwood, Peep Show, That Mitchell and Web Look and Black Adder.

Lived in 2 different places, Hawthorn and Brunswick. In Hawthorn, Luke would visit, and things were nice. A little bit of the green stuff was not uncommon. With wicked Blu-ray movies.

Brunswick was gorgeous, with fabulous company and well wicked parties and guests. Then it wasn't.

Back in Reservoir now til April. Then, who knows?

I started a Sociology major, had a major break-up/down, lost some friends and made some, relearned the beauty of a bass guitar and changed my mind about University. Have smoked about a million cigarettes and finally got used to the taste of cheap beer.

Mum just turned 45. I'll be 21 in August.

Still doodling here:

Tags:

A quiz, a break between packing boxes and bags to move house.
little_seahorse
DisorderRating
Paranoid:Low
Schizoid:Low
Schizotypal:High
Antisocial:Low
Borderline:Low
Histrionic:Moderate
Narcissistic:Moderate
Avoidant:Low
Dependent:Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive:Low

-- Personality Disorder Test --
-- Personality Disorder Information --


Writer's Block: Close Call
little_seahorse
Accidents happen all the time, and often we walk away miraculously uninjured. What has been your closest call with avoiding serious harm in an accident?
Why, that would be the time that I slipped in the shower. It was two years ago - that evening was to be my first work Christmas party, so I remember that it was a Saturday in November. I slipped and hit my face on the corner of the bathroom hand basin. I still have a scar on my face between my temple and my eyeball. What luck! "What divine providence! (that you should survive as well as mey-ay-eeee..." - thankyou, Decembrists). If I'd hit my temple or my eyeball - what?! death or blindness, I should think. But nothing can I show for that slip except a sweet little scar and gratitude for the cosmos or the little distance that prevented disaster.

Meanwhile! I've been super slack and all tied up with working really hard then sleeping really hard, and having some nice, loving, beautiful sex with a moustachioed-Anais Nin-loving sensualist, and not finding any time to blog properly or text or call or write my dear friends. Well! I write, but I can never find time to bolt to the post office to send what I scrawl on the train heading in to work. Balls. Petty excuses.

Been listening to Adam and Joe, and saw Star Trek the uvva day wiv Andy - and it was WELL BRILLIANT. I am totally crushing on Spock and the whole bally brilliant film. Overwhelming, but bloody funny and witty, a bit, and yerr - I loved it.
Hmm..

Seeing a room in East Brunswick tomorrow after work - it's in my second favourite suburb and is close to some very cool friends of mine plus work. Hooray! Fingers crossed, now!

Work's going swimmingly since they realised they should really challenge me so I remain keen to come in and do my thang - they've started training me up to work on the telephones. Til now I've just been on counter - processing claims, enquiries and some enrolments. I'm working with adorable, funny, sexy people - bonus. Nice to be around. The days are going very quickly though, and you'll be able to tell from the wistful "must-say-it-now, lest-I-can't-say-it-at-all" tone of this post.

Feeling excitedly grown up. I've switched from pre-paid mobile to a plan. Gee! I have legit. photo i.d now, which was a real pain in the ass while non-existant, as I don't drive (thus do not haz a drivers licence).

Anyway.  Off to try and snaffle some moar podcasts for train rides and in-between-times, and then to bed. Maybe 'A Bit of Fry and Laurie,' or I'll keep reading "Making History."

Do please tell me how you're doing, if you want to. I hope you've all been well while I've been away and slack on lj.

Big love
xoxoxoxo
Hannah


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