Lovely start of the day, seeing a train door slam closed inches from my face, not to mention spilling scalding hot coffee all over my hand. Brilliant. And I'm tired, and my desk is a mess. Argh.
Haven't installed GreyMatter yet, as you can see, mostly because I couldn't make it chmod properly. Will have to try again tonight, with IE rather than WS_ftp. Good thing paid accounts got four days extension for the DDOS attack. Also, maybe I should make sure I'll actually be using the paid accounts for RP characters before I buy them. Photoshop, here I come!
blast from the past! Dude, the things I write when I'm sleep-depraved. And now I've that song in my head and it won't leave. Help?
Drabble time again! For Elfie, who requested Lee/Harry with "drunkedness; Harry doesn't like being the hero; rose-tinted glass".
heroes
Harry keeps thinking he's not really cut out for this whole hero business. There's only so much day-saving one can do before it becomes somewhat tedious and, in Harry's case, painfully clear that this is not his thing.
It had been neat in the beginning, because what little boy doesn't dream of being a hero? But the rose-tinted glasses had come off a long time ago.
Harry doesn't think he's much of a hero. He thinks heroes should be handsome and bold, and not afraid to insult the entire Slytherin Quidditch team, or to get the Boy Who Lived absolutely shitfaced drunk. Heroes should not get absolutely shitfaced drunk in an empty storage room.
If he were a hero, Harry thinks, he would have had the courage to lean in and kiss Lee instead of simply passing out and waking up the following morning with the mother of all hangovers.
Okay, obviously, I have excellent timing, because the one time I actually check fandom_wank, there's a link to this, and um. If I may echo
armistice for a moment: "Get out of my chicken?" Ô_o
Somebody please stab my head?
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