And please, everyone, remember to make a bid when bidding opens on July 1st.

Look What I Did

It's only three parts for now, but my desktop is up and (mostly) functional again, so I should be updating more frequently (as compared to, you know, waiting another six months).

As of today, same-sex marriage is now legal in California.

Mayor Villaraigosa, you've earned no small amount of utter adoration from me for very publicly and very loudly standing behind the supreme court's decision, and for vowing to be the officiant at as many weddings as possible. Schwarzenegger, you get a tip of the hat from me for conceding the battle with relative grace. West Hollywood, I hope you're prepared for all the celebrations that are inevitably going to take place this weekend. I know I'll be there.

The first week of May isn't even over yet, and I've already started slacking off on the drabbles. To be fair, I've been working on a multi-chaptered Final Fantasy story that's eating away at what's left of my brain. So here's a 300 word ficlet to make up for my utter and complete fail.

Title: Chasing Draco
Characters: Harry/Draco, Blaise
Rating: PG-13

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Title: Viking Funeral
Characters: Draco
Rating: G

They gave him a Viking funeral, set barge to sea and watched as the flames danced and died to wind-scattered ashes.

Draco stayed after the others had gone-- others who understood that a father's worth to his son knew nothing of right nor wrong nor death-- until the water seeped into the hem of his robes and the salt stung his eyes.

And he would never say "I love you" to anyone, but he would feel it when he lifted his father's glove and pressed it to his cheek, and remembered his father's voice when he said, "Give me a Viking funeral."

Title: Unavoidable Truth
Characters: Sirius/Regulus
Rating: PG

They whispered things— that he was as mad as he was beautiful, frightening and wrong in fundamental ways that made it impossible to separate the parts from the whole. They called him a malevolent prophet, a childish harbinger of darkness. They turned their backs to him, but never their eyes, standing in the shadows and watching him with the wary gazes of prey waiting, breathless, for the first strike of the serpent's fangs.

All but one.

So when Sirius held him— trapped by bed curtains, warmed by his brother's breath— and whispered, "You're beautiful," Regulus smiled and whispered, "I know."

Title: Seven Simple Rules for Living With Draco Malfoy
Authors: ships_harry and nishizono
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They aren't ours.

Summary: Sometimes, Harry thinks Draco should come with an owner's manual.

Author's Notes: There are chat logs to accompany this madness, which we'll probably post whenever I (Nishi) stop being lazy long enough to format them properly. All you need to know is that this came about during a conversation involving earmuffs, kiddie leashes, and accidental sodomy. Which sounds pretty bad when the subjects are all lumped together in one sentence like that.

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I hereby declare May the official Month o' Drabbles. The goal is one drabble per day, starting May 1st and ending May 31st. I'm also doing this for various anime/manga/game series. Feel free to leave me requests, and also let me know if you plan to do a bit o' drabbling, yourselves so I can stalk you.

Title: Mystery Solved
Characters: Harry/Draco
Rating: G

Harry woke to the sound of screaming.

Auror training had taught his reflexes to act faster than his brain; he was up and running for the bathroom before he'd even finished blinking sleep from his eyes. After a quick assessment of the room proved that no one was bleeding to death, he turned his attention to the mirror. A fluffy-haired Draco glared back at him.

Harry snickered.

"It isn't funny," Draco shrieked and tugged at his hair, which was making a reasonable effort to defy gravity. "I should have known better than to use your shampoo."

Harry dissolved into another fit of laughter.

1) Absence
Yes, I know, I've all but completely dropped off the face of the internet recently. It's due to a combination of things, including lots of Important Changes (new job, new house, etc) and seemingly permanent writer's block. The stories that used to take me five hours to write are now taking me three days. I've yet to find a solution, but at least I'm writing, even if I'm not as prolific as before.

2) Love Song
I know, I know, I made such a huge deal about Love Song, posted the first few bits, and haven't updated it at all in months. I'm sorry. There's no excuse other than laziness, which is a fairly flimsy defense. As it stands, I do plan to start posting again soon, whenever I'm able to get my desktop (where Love Song currently lives) up and running.

3) Layout
I finally stopped digging my heels in and made the backgrounds of entries white instead of black for the sake of readability. What do you think? Better, worse, no opinion?

4) Comments
Look! Look at my most recent story! I've been replying to comments! Are you proud of me?

5) Anonymous
They are legion.

Title: Stop. Rewind.
Author: nishizono
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.

Summary: This thing with Potter has been a lot like breaking up with someone you weren't actually seeing in the first place. And it's not like I don't know how the story is supposed to go, this boy-meets-boy comedy I'm stuck in: they meet, they talk, they fuck their way through the mattress and into the happily ever after. Well, not us.

Author's Notes: Thank you to ldybastet and ships_harry for reading this over.

( Not us. )

Title: In Between Life
Author: nishizono
Characters: Draco/Harry
Rating: R
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.

Summary: January 9th will never be just another day.

Author's Notes: Beta'd by the lovely themostepotente. This was actually written as January's Daily Deviant submission, but due to a series of unfortunate events, I didn't get it posted in time.

( Why did they choose today? )

( Rewind )

Title: Pretty Liar
Author: nishizono
Artist: ships_harry
Characters: Regulus Black, Lucius Malfoy, Sirius Black
Rating: R
Warnings: Incest, dub-con, hurt/comfort
Word Count: ~1900

Summary: "It’s a pity, how fragile beautiful things can be."

( Fic and Art )

Title: All I Want For Christmas
Author: nishizono
Characters: Severus/Draco, Sirius/Remus, Lucius/?, Shacklebolt/Moody, Lucius/Severus
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: They aren't mine.

Summary: Draco is amused, Sirius is very proud of his package, Lucius is in love, Shacklebolt learns why company holiday parties never end well, and Severus is sure he's surrounded by idiots.

Author's Notes: A collection of ficlets written between working on more serious projects.

Other Universes: Gravitation | Loveless | Ai no Kusabi

( Bah Humbug )

Dear Lýsa and LadyB,

I just received the other two billion postcards you've sent me from England, and am currently wiping tears of mirth from my eyes.

Love,
Nishi

Because I should be writing, and I'm not...

Three Books
1~ Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta."

2~ Faust by Johann Wolfgang Gothe
"The Ancient One I like sometimes to see, but not to quarrel with him, am always civil. 'Tis courteous in so great a lord as he, to speak so kindly to the devil."

3~ V for Vendetta by Alan Moore and David Lloyd
"'Give me a viking funeral,' you said. That isn't much. That isn't much to ask, after all you did. You came out of an abattoir unharmed, but not unchanged. And saw freedom's necessity, not just for you, but for us all. You saw, and seeing, dared to do."

My wrists are feeling better, thanks to braces and ibuprofen (and TAP's constant reminders to wear said braces and take said ibuprofen). I still can't engage in marathon typing sessions without pain, which is bad for productivity but good for forcing me to take breaks. I've actually managed to get some writing done, though, so at least I'm not wallowing around in a fit of Impotent Author Angst.

I'll be making another post sometime in the next day or so to show off all the lovely things I received for my birthday. I feel bad that I haven't gotten to it sooner, but to be honest, I keep forgetting to do it. I have the memory of a ninety year old woman with dementia.

Which is why I haven't updated Love Song in days and days.

Also, I received the head of Prince Charles in the mail yesterday.* I'm tempted to carry him with me at all times and have conversations with him, for the sole purpose of driving everyone around me insane (and also to ward off small children).

TAP is in Europe at the moment. The last time I spoke with him, he was in Barcelona, but he should be in Zurich by now. I am Nishizono's seething jealousy. As payback, I plan to greet him at the airport wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and an earpiece, holding a sign that says, "BAKA." This plan will probably only amuse me and random Japanese travelers; TAP, I suspect, will be unimpressed.

The original novel is slowly but surely being written. What's that you say? Nishizono as a Proper Author? Frightening thought, I know. There is a distinct lack of explicit anal penetration in said novel, but I threw caution to the wind and let the protagonist be openly gay.

In other news, keep an eye out for Bad Emo Poetry. You'll see. I promise.

*No members of the royal family were harmed in the making of this post.

T: It's okay, I'm crippled too-- I lost my testicles in the war on drugs.
N: ...you lost your balls in the war on drugs?
T: Yes, the field surgeon replaced them with two condoms filled with cocaine.
N: ...
T: I'm basically writing your fic for you, you know.
N: ...
T: I demand royalties.
N: ...what the fuck is wrong with you?
T: Don't touch me with your cripple hands.

I've finally gone and given myself carpal tunnel syndrome, so I won't be typing for awhile. For now, I'm using voice recognition software, but there's only so much I can do with it. I'll be updating the exchange, and Love Song as much as I can, but most of my writing will have to be put on hold until my wrists feel better. With any luck, that will only take a few weeks. If not, I have a feeling that Dragon NaturallySpeaking will be my new best friend.

I'll still be responding to e-mails and instant messages, but expect a lot of misspelling and bad punctuation until I learn to use the software better.

Cheers.

ships_harry and I were discussing the various gentlemen who have made my brain their home; more specifically, the conversation centered on who would be sharing rooms. My mind is a place of very limited capacity, after all. We wondered what would happen if Draco and Shuichi were forced to room together, and came to one conclusion: nothing good would come of it. There would be tears, millions of tons of hair product, and eventually, much to the annoyance of their housemates, the formation of a lasting and very annoying friendship.

In the wake of that conversation, Scarlet has drawn a surprisingly accurate illustration of what's happening in my brain at any given moment.

( A Visual Guide to Nishizono Shinji's Brain, as Presented by Scarlet the Awesome )