mhw takes chemistry to very, very wrong places

mhw is a very naughty man. ^_-

This link will take you to Harry Potter smut (Draco/George/Seamus smut, to be precise, although I'm reasonably sure they're of consenting age in this particular scene at least).

Let's just say I was very glad not to have been drinking, at the time, or I would have splorked all over my brand-new computer monitor.

In other, vaguely-related news, ever since I applied to Fidelius, Alastor Moody has been whispering paranoid fantasies in the back of my mind. I feel like RPing him somewhere in a limited capacity. It would be just like fearsclave suggested, at least at first. I wouldn't do much, except post only two words at random intervals: CONSTANT VIGILANCE!!!! It would mystify the other players and be a lot of fun. :D

*bounces off*

*anxious wibble*

Okay, I know I'm overreacting, but I *hate* waiting without an "accusé de réception" for things I send out. I suppose it stems from that stupid deep-seated fear of rejection that I harbour so close to my heart (and yet, paradoxically, so close to the surface, too).

So, instead of hassling the poor GM of Fidelius and making her think I'm a creepy obsessed stalker (which, frankly, I could be), I'm just going to wibble anxiously in my LJ about it instead. ;)

I know it's not reasonably to expect a reply after three days. Hell, two days, since I wrote my application Sunday night, so she would have received it more likely on Monday. When I ran Aparecium with Fire, it took us *way* longer than that to get back to people about their applications. Weeks, even. So, I'm wibbling for absolutely no valid reason, except that I'm a paranoid freak who tends to jump at shadows and immediately think that the lack of an instantaneous response means they hate me. ^_-

In other words, this is a "move along, nothing to see here" kind of post. I'm just putting my wibbling down in writing to prove to myself that it's silly. Sometimes, saying things "out loud" can put them in perspective. Then again, sometimes it makes them worse. We'll see which of the two happens this time. *grin*


In other news, there are lots of tentative plans on my horizon. I have no idea whether any of them will materialise. I'm very, very anxious about all of them, but if it works out, it could pretty much change my life for the better. If it works. If.