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Oh godDAMMIT you people if you refuse to write fanfic for the obscure fandoms I'm into I guess I will just bloody well have to do it MYSELF.

It gets me every time. Why can't I like Naruto or fuushigi yuugi or Inu fucking Yasha??!!

No. I like movies and series that everyone knows about but nobody has the balls to write. It's so infuriating.

So, my latest insterest. I was into Meier/Charlotte when I first watched VHDB years ago, but then Ghostfire had to do an overview of her artwork over the years and I got to thinking about it by way of her fanart. Too bad I didn't know her back when she was into that pairing as well. Then I had to go watch the movie on Veoh for freeee. Ugh, so now my interest is piqued yet again. Unfortunately, there are, count them, ONLY TWO fanfics worth reading, with a few one shots by the same authors. It makes me want to take a baseball bat to a maternity ward.

This happened with CATCF (well, there is tons of fanfic for that, but....no offense, but I'm just not interested in adults sleeping with children) and Edward Scissorhands. Each time I was like, "this is bollocks, I hate this, screw them, I'll just write my own stuff." And then later I said the same thing, only "and I'll get a following of hysterical fans of my own as well." added on.

Meier and Charlotte have GOT to be more obscure than Edward S.. At least I wouldn't have to write an OC. Strangely enough, D himself doesn't do much for me. I love his artistic representation, but from what I've seen he's just so one dimensional. He's....very, very, very pretty, so pretty in fact, that when Tin~Lizzy cosplayed him I considered paying her good money to give me some kind of lapdance. But sometimes he's just a liiiiiitle TOO pretty. It's the body suit that gets me. The giant AREA between his legs makes me feel like Dr. Franknfurter, and I resent anyone who makes me feel like Dr. Franknfurter without my express written consent.

Oh well. If ever I feel like being a slutty alien transexxxual (who am I kidding, when do I NOT feel like....nevermind) I might dip my toes into the D fanfics, as there are some pretty good ones up on the VHD archive.

However, I think I'll lay off actually writing anything until I've read all the novels. I have the first one, and...uh, it was crap, as far as I read (which wasn't very far, admittedly). I don't know if Hideyuki is just a bad writer or if the translators were downing bottles of Jack Daniels before sitting down to the word processor, but I tried reading the first chapter and I remember bursting out laughing "Oh, oh no, no no no no no, this really is too much, I need to stop." Hmmm.

That won't stop me from drawing as much fanart as I please....

Anyways. Yes. I realize I haven't updated this journal in a year now, and I felt it was high time to get that entry off the page. By now most of you should have it burned into your heads my terms for comissions, so it doesn't really matter.

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ONE WEEK!!! ONE WEEK!!! Then I am free, free, free to get this gallery back on track.

I have a five hour crit tomorow, which will be spent entirely drawing in my private sketchbook, making stuff that will hopefully get people's attention.

That said, if anyone would like to comission me, I am now open!

Simply put:

9x12 pencil or ink sketch: $10

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9x12 ink: $15

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9x12 ink painting: $20
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9x12 full color: $30-$50, depending.
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For smaller sizes, please inquire, or for different formats.

If you're going to comission me, I accept paypal. Work begins once I have received payment; if you want the original, you pay shipping costs. Please be as specific as you can for what you want. Full color comissions will have work in progress shots posted.

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I haven't updated in a long time, jeez.

This account is sort of on hold at the moment; my camera is temp. dead, and I am living/breathing art school right now.

I'm very excited about the summer, when I will finally have time to put to use all that I've learned so far. I promise I will be VERY active here then; I graduate in early may so it won't be that long.

Anyways, here is a poem I wrote a year ago, just to fill space and give newcomers something to look at.

Euphoria

There are days....
Coming out from between
the intricate, delicate, lacework folds
of the inner world
and I share a little piece of myself
A small, tiny, inconsequential piece
These are good days.

But there are days.
The rains come
the air is damp
warm against my skin
which is now bare, and exposed
in the private and intimate moments
the sky is iron
the river is gunmetal
the shadows are deep
the light is strange
and there is absolutely no one around
there are days
where the inner world
breaks through; surrounds me
without boundaries
There are days
I float in a world
made just for me.

It is on those days,
on those days
there are no words at all.

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Listening to: Sisters Of Mercy--Dominion/Mother Russia
Watching: What Dreams May Come

Eh. this'll be a quick one. Chapter 7 of Lessons Relearned is up. Chapter 8 is on it's way, but progress on it is slow due to massive hemorraging (writers block is a cruel mistress).

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Mood: Just-been-laid
Listening to: Sisters Of Mercy--Dominion/Mother Russia
Watching: What Dreams May Come

Just so you know, I'm not dead. I SWEAR. I really want to go back to my old days of just making silly art for me. Sadly, three college art courses in a week, five hours each, has left me art-retarded. Still, those classes got me into MICA, and just recently I got a scholarship for 20,000 dollars to go there, so, yeah, that helps. We're moving to Baltimore in May, so I don't have to live on campus ^_^ I'll be about five blocks from MICA, and I can go home and be a little art-monk in my studio and never leave. Except I'll probably get a job waitressing, and when I turn 18 I'll try to get a job modelling for the figure classes. Who has a problem with taking their clothes off for artistic purposes? Not I!

So, anyways.....ah...yeah....hmm

I am a tagosaur, here I go:

Rules: The 1st player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 weird habits/things about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their devpage comments and tell them to read yours..

1. I have a collection of vintage "erotica" on my computer; dating from between 1880 to 1929. It's usually pretty tame stuff, but it's beautiful and it's one more tie to the past, so in the future I'll be printing out some of the photos on fabric and sewing them into clothes and bags that I make.

2. I have an obsession with socks; my favourite place to go and oggle the pretty socks is sockdreams.com, mmmm. Socks, corsetry, louise-heeled antique shoes, and pantaloons, really. But Socks seem to take the priority these days.

3. I have a transvestism fetish; nothing turns me on more than genderbending. Yes, I wear slacks and vests, and I bind my chest occaisionally, but I am not transgendered; my ideal would be to be completely androgynous/hermaphroditic. This happened to me before the whole J-rocker thing got popular; when I was little I would pray to santa (because, really, who ever prayed to God when they were a kid?) to turn me into a boy. Now I'm much more comfortable in my feminity, but the maleness remains.

4. I can't stand alchohol. I don't touch it, as I have had bad experiences with it when I was little, and do not believe that anything good ever comes out of drinking.

5. I do not shave my legs, nor my arm pits. It's really not as bad as some people make it out to be; I naturally do not have a forest growing under my arms, and my hair is pretty light anyways. Plus I don't ever show my bare legs unless I'm having sex. Which I get on a fairly regular basis, as I am in a long term relationship with someone mature enough not to have this rediculous phobia of body hair that seems so proliferent in America today. By the way, despite what Questionable Content might say, being hairy doesn't necessarily mean being dirty. I shower regularly, and smell quite nice ^^.

6. I hate, hate, HATE roller coasters. That's why trips to the amusement parks are usually pretty boring.....the first, and last, time I was on a rollercoaster I nearly passed out from fright, I thought I was going to die. And that was on the "easy" rollercoaster. And I get really irritated when people try to convince me that I would like them if I went on them again. I'm the same way with waterslides....

And, just for the hell of it, a 7th fact: I have a phobia of putting my face under water. In the shower, in the pool. This is because when I was 8-12 I had sadistic friends who would tie me to benches/poles and sometimes blindfold me. Then they would take a high pressure hose/supersoaker and spray my face until I was screaming and crying and couldn't breathe. Because....that was the cool thing to do, back then, I guess. But yeah, now I can't stand having my head under water, couppled with the fact that I can't swim or turn over under water, means that pool parties are sooooo pointless to me.

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