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[livejournal.com profile] vividcon : n. A convention of and for fannish vidders.  Those who make vids, those who watch them, and those who analyse them and enjoy them with the same obsessiveness that I might do a piece of fanfiction. 

I myself am not a vidder, but it took very little persuasion from my good friend [livejournal.com profile] earlwyn , some months ago, to convince me that attending this particular con would be a good idea.  Fandom is fandom, said I, and I enjoy a vid as much as the next person; this should be enjoyable.  And it was enjoyable, in the main, although it was a hell of a lot more of an adventure than I'd anticipated, going into the thing.

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hobbit_feets: (icons || mad as pants)
[livejournal.com profile] vividcon : n. A convention of and for fannish vidders.  Those who make vids, those who watch them, and those who analyse them and enjoy them with the same obsessiveness that I might do a piece of fanfiction. 

I myself am not a vidder, but it took very little persuasion from my good friend [livejournal.com profile] earlwyn , some months ago, to convince me that attending this particular con would be a good idea.  Fandom is fandom, said I, and I enjoy a vid as much as the next person; this should be enjoyable.  And it was enjoyable, in the main, although it was a hell of a lot more of an adventure than I'd anticipated, going into the thing.

Read more... )
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1) Make a list of twenty-one characters/people first, and keep it to yourself for the moment. (That way you're not leading the questions asked to fit the characters/people.)

2) Ask your flist to post questions in the comments.

For example, but not limited to:

'1,9,15,and 21 are chosen by a prophecy to save the world from 4. Do they succeed?'
'Under what circumstances might 5 and 7 fall in love?'
'Which character on the list would you most want on your side in a zombie invasion?'
'What Pokémon would 8 have?'
'Write a drabble in which 16 and 19 FIGHT CRIME.' (...possibly not technically a question.)

3) After your flist has asked enough questions, round them up and answer them using the twenty-one characters people you selected beforehand, then post them.
hobbit_feets: (Default)
1) Make a list of twenty-one characters/people first, and keep it to yourself for the moment. (That way you're not leading the questions asked to fit the characters/people.)

2) Ask your flist to post questions in the comments.

For example, but not limited to:

'1,9,15,and 21 are chosen by a prophecy to save the world from 4. Do they succeed?'
'Under what circumstances might 5 and 7 fall in love?'
'Which character on the list would you most want on your side in a zombie invasion?'
'What Pokémon would 8 have?'
'Write a drabble in which 16 and 19 FIGHT CRIME.' (...possibly not technically a question.)

3) After your flist has asked enough questions, round them up and answer them using the twenty-one characters people you selected beforehand, then post them.
hobbit_feets: (dw || time bandit)
Title: Notch in the Bedpost
Author: Culumacilinte
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Five/Iris Wildthyme
Summary: In which dungeon!sex is made out to be much sexier and exotic than it probably really is.
Author's Notes: Written for the charming and filthy-minded [livejournal.com profile] amare_est_esse 's birthday.  Happy birthday, Mar!

~~~~~~~~~

happy birthdaaaaaay, mar~ )
hobbit_feets: (dw || time bandit)
Title: Notch in the Bedpost
Author: Culumacilinte
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Five/Iris Wildthyme
Summary: In which dungeon!sex is made out to be much sexier and exotic than it probably really is.
Author's Notes: Written for the charming and filthy-minded [livejournal.com profile] amare_est_esse 's birthday.  Happy birthday, Mar!

~~~~~~~~~

happy birthdaaaaaay, mar~ )
hobbit_feets: (hh || particular friends)
ALSO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO [livejournal.com profile] alycorn 

I will write you porn. ... Once I've gone over to my parents' house to clean. Oops.
hobbit_feets: (hh || particular friends)
ALSO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO [livejournal.com profile] alycorn 

I will write you porn. ... Once I've gone over to my parents' house to clean. Oops.
hobbit_feets: (dw || into the woods)
So, I had a really, really bizarre dream last night.

I was in a Ragstock- for those of you who don't know, Ragstock is a chain of awesome thrift stores- browsing around, and I happened upon a jacket that was exactly like Fitz's- ie: exactly like Nine's.  Of course, I had to buy it.  So I did, and I headed back to my place.  Except that my place seemed to be a really huge, art deco type place with high ceilings and panelled walls, and the ballroom was blocked off, because someone was having a party in there.  With hookers.  Hookers in sort of 18th century costume.  But there were TV monitors, so I could see what was going on, and I stood there and watched for a moment or two, before, lo and behold, look who walks into the room- Fitz.  I knew it was Fitz, even if he looked more like [livejournal.com profile] mertondingle  cosplaying Fitz than Callum Blue.  He seemed really excited about the fact that I'd found his jacket at a thrift store- even though he was already wearing his jacket- and we had a conversation about this, and I awkwardly explained to him that the Doctor, in his next regeneration, wears his jacket and b'aww, how tragic that is, etc.

At some point, mysteriously, the jacket I had bought had turned from black leather into a sort of light linen, cream-coloured with faint orange and blue Glen plaid thing going on.  I then tried an extremely unsubtle line on Fitz about leather being sexy and got in a little molesting of his upper arm before there was a ruckus behind the closed door, and we looked at the monitor to see that the floor had opened up and apparently this house of mine was miles in the air, because all the guests were dropping like stones to earth.   Horrible, yes, but moreso when I realised that [livejournal.com profile] mertondingle  and [livejournal.com profile] notusachan had been in there, and were now falling to their deaths.  There was also... a thing of missiles?  I don't know, really massive missiles, but Lia and Denise seemed to have latched them as they were falling, and Fitz and I watched on the monitor as they scrambled up these missiles, which wasn't going to do any good anyway, as the missiles were falling too.  And then Fitz seemed to decide that the imminent death of my friends would be a great time to slide an arm around my waist and try a line of his own, which I'm fairly sure I was too distraught to do anything about.

... And then I woke up the next day on the floor of my mansion with Tegan, and Fitz was there again and gave us some significant looks, the perv.  I blushed and Tegan flipped him the bird, and he scurried off to spy on us from behind a pillar in case we did anything worth spying on.  We didn't.  But someone was selling t-shirts at the other end of the hall.
hobbit_feets: (dw || into the woods)
So, I had a really, really bizarre dream last night.

I was in a Ragstock- for those of you who don't know, Ragstock is a chain of awesome thrift stores- browsing around, and I happened upon a jacket that was exactly like Fitz's- ie: exactly like Nine's.  Of course, I had to buy it.  So I did, and I headed back to my place.  Except that my place seemed to be a really huge, art deco type place with high ceilings and panelled walls, and the ballroom was blocked off, because someone was having a party in there.  With hookers.  Hookers in sort of 18th century costume.  But there were TV monitors, so I could see what was going on, and I stood there and watched for a moment or two, before, lo and behold, look who walks into the room- Fitz.  I knew it was Fitz, even if he looked more like [livejournal.com profile] mertondingle  cosplaying Fitz than Callum Blue.  He seemed really excited about the fact that I'd found his jacket at a thrift store- even though he was already wearing his jacket- and we had a conversation about this, and I awkwardly explained to him that the Doctor, in his next regeneration, wears his jacket and b'aww, how tragic that is, etc.

At some point, mysteriously, the jacket I had bought had turned from black leather into a sort of light linen, cream-coloured with faint orange and blue Glen plaid thing going on.  I then tried an extremely unsubtle line on Fitz about leather being sexy and got in a little molesting of his upper arm before there was a ruckus behind the closed door, and we looked at the monitor to see that the floor had opened up and apparently this house of mine was miles in the air, because all the guests were dropping like stones to earth.   Horrible, yes, but moreso when I realised that [livejournal.com profile] mertondingle  and [livejournal.com profile] notusachan had been in there, and were now falling to their deaths.  There was also... a thing of missiles?  I don't know, really massive missiles, but Lia and Denise seemed to have latched them as they were falling, and Fitz and I watched on the monitor as they scrambled up these missiles, which wasn't going to do any good anyway, as the missiles were falling too.  And then Fitz seemed to decide that the imminent death of my friends would be a great time to slide an arm around my waist and try a line of his own, which I'm fairly sure I was too distraught to do anything about.

... And then I woke up the next day on the floor of my mansion with Tegan, and Fitz was there again and gave us some significant looks, the perv.  I blushed and Tegan flipped him the bird, and he scurried off to spy on us from behind a pillar in case we did anything worth spying on.  We didn't.  But someone was selling t-shirts at the other end of the hall.
hobbit_feets: (icons || like frostbite)
'Allo, 'allo, 'allo!

In past years, I have always been terrible at getting gifts and cards and suchlike out on time, if at all. This year, I say to myself, this is changing. So there. On that note, if any of my internet chums (or my RL chums, come to that) would like a Christmas card, leave your address here, and I will pop one in the post for you! Because getting actual mail is awesome.

Comments, of course, will be screened.
hobbit_feets: (icons || like frostbite)
'Allo, 'allo, 'allo!

In past years, I have always been terrible at getting gifts and cards and suchlike out on time, if at all. This year, I say to myself, this is changing. So there. On that note, if any of my internet chums (or my RL chums, come to that) would like a Christmas card, leave your address here, and I will pop one in the post for you! Because getting actual mail is awesome.

Comments, of course, will be screened.
hobbit_feets: (icons || tappity tap)
1. Who are you to me?
2. How long have we known each other?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you know who I have a secret crush on?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression of me?
8. Do you still think that way of me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When is the last time you saw me?
13. What's the most fun we've had together?
14. What's the last thing you remember us talking about?
15. Are you gonna re-post this so I can say some random things about you?

Also, considering NaNoWriMo.  Hmm.  Damn you, [livejournal.com profile] faience
hobbit_feets: (icons || tappity tap)
1. Who are you to me?
2. How long have we known each other?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you know who I have a secret crush on?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression of me?
8. Do you still think that way of me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When is the last time you saw me?
13. What's the most fun we've had together?
14. What's the last thing you remember us talking about?
15. Are you gonna re-post this so I can say some random things about you?

Also, considering NaNoWriMo.  Hmm.  Damn you, [livejournal.com profile] faience
hobbit_feets: (lotr || will you look into the mirror?)
Anyone who's involved in fandom, or spends any kind of time on the internet at all, really, is undoubtedly well acquainted with the difficulties of balancing one's online life with one's real life.  Generally the issue here is getting immersed in the computer, RPing and such, and forgetting to come out of one's room for days on end.  Well, I exaggerate somewhat there, but you get the general gist.  You spend too much time on the computer, and then feel like one of those loser gamer types who doesn't wash and has no life.  Not good.  However, recently, I have been spending what feels like more time in RL doing things with RL friends, and- catch this- I feel guilty about neglecting the internet.  That's so backwards.  It seems that I cannot find a happy medium.  But as it stands, I find myself missing out on things, being out of the loop, because I'm, you know, off at work, or hanging out with friends, or at a party, or whatever.

So, any advice?  How do my fellow fandom freaks balance their respective lives?  Or don't you?  I suppose that could happen too.  Well, it does, with some frequency.  I should know.

hobbit_feets: (lotr || will you look into the mirror?)
Anyone who's involved in fandom, or spends any kind of time on the internet at all, really, is undoubtedly well acquainted with the difficulties of balancing one's online life with one's real life.  Generally the issue here is getting immersed in the computer, RPing and such, and forgetting to come out of one's room for days on end.  Well, I exaggerate somewhat there, but you get the general gist.  You spend too much time on the computer, and then feel like one of those loser gamer types who doesn't wash and has no life.  Not good.  However, recently, I have been spending what feels like more time in RL doing things with RL friends, and- catch this- I feel guilty about neglecting the internet.  That's so backwards.  It seems that I cannot find a happy medium.  But as it stands, I find myself missing out on things, being out of the loop, because I'm, you know, off at work, or hanging out with friends, or at a party, or whatever.

So, any advice?  How do my fellow fandom freaks balance their respective lives?  Or don't you?  I suppose that could happen too.  Well, it does, with some frequency.  I should know.

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