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Thursday, July 15th, 2010
8:05 pm - Resting - not defunct
Maedhros: Once again LJ, you have been warned

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Tuesday, March 8th, 2005
9:37 pm - Fingon cutting off Maedhros' hand
Danny style. The whole fic here for bandonbanshee who expressed an intrest. Complete with fanfic invocation of Godwin's law, Porno interlude and Mae making a very bad joke.

Thangorodrim: Take TwoCollapse )

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Sunday, December 19th, 2004
2:42 am - Smuttt

In which Danny has the sort of Freaky Sex one thought no-one had now LSD has got so watered down. Possibly also physically impossible if one's partner is not a Calaquendi. It's really a little OTT.

Also, I embarrass Mr Newman yet again. Poor boy.

I mean, we’d become just another clichéd rock band if that happened.(NC-17++)Collapse )

The Beard returned at 4.49 am and vomited very loudly. Hm. I now have to go out and socialise for a bit. I really want to write more of this - I have some idea's for the JanSquash scene and also Danny has a nightmare - but I'm not sure if I'll get a chance with the season of goodwill and all. :(

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12:43 am - Update 2

Oh good. Now Mae's got the angsting out of the way he learns the joys of fetishising his object of desire. And Danny quotes a good old rock cliche.

In which Mae shamelessly crushes on DannyCollapse )

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Saturday, December 18th, 2004
8:48 pm - Again, I digress.

Mae wanted to talk about his old club a little. No Danny. Boo.

Accupuncture, sunlight, Mae musing and gratuitous misuse of characters from the Potterverse.Collapse )

Mae is going to go home now, thus ending Deedee's current involvement in the tale.

Also, the editing on this should now no longer suck.

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Tuesday, December 14th, 2004
2:56 am - Insomniac update
Back in work because if I stayed in bed for much longer I'd have gone mad with boredom and started channeling dead hobbits. (Oh the hell of fandom_wank). Came back shattered, too shattered to even dance in the kitchen despite having the flat to myself. So this is a little uninspired.

Gratuitous bath sceneCollapse )

current mood: exhausted

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Friday, December 10th, 2004
1:00 am - Eh, allusions to Shakespere, drugs and wonky polemic

Again, this doesn't really fit. It's Mae taking 1000 words out of the story to polemicise.

Danny Newman, Lost Boy of Rock. Or not as the case might be.Collapse )

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Thursday, December 9th, 2004
8:35 am - Eh. Got up at 5.45 and wrote this. My body clock has been ruined.

Errr. I was quite muzzy headed when I wrote this. Mae wanted to write a dissertation on how rockstars have taken over the functions of fairies in western society at this point in time and I had to shoosh him and remind him this was supposed to be fiction. Still he's convinced that Danny living in his hazy bubble of unreality with his links to the illustrious dead (Jim Morrison & Co) and his slight air of being both an endangered species (It'll be all video games soon) and an anachronism from a more noble past (after 77' everything had been done) make Danny more of a fairy right now than he is. They're also both grounded in low culture these days, rock music and fantasty novels generally being things not taken seriously by anyone but the teenage.

Mae: And you.

Me: And me. But then, I'm stunted.

This is not a love songCollapse )

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Tuesday, December 7th, 2004
9:41 pm - I sold my freedom for complex carbohyrates
Okay muses, enough smut already. This is the last, last smutty interlude I promise. I'm afraid I'm going to have to blame Danny, he had to get in the final grope.

Stud MuffinCollapse )

There might be another 3am update. Depends if Mae wakes me up. I'm going for a nap now.</strike>

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Monday, December 6th, 2004
2:25 am - This ain't the lay of Leithian. This is interspecies porn.
So, I've done 10,000 words and finished what I set out to do, which was write Mae's take on the Danny/Mae Xyro encounter. But it doesn't want to stop here. Will you still read it if it starts digressing again? I think DeeDee and Treacle will want back in soon.

Warning: This is smut from Mae's angle, graphic and not very erotic. I hope it's not too gross.
Also, I've updated twice since we last spoke. So if you're missing the update that begins with Mae cleaning up Danny, you need to read that first.

Daniel in the lion's den. Very NC-17Collapse )

Mae give the $10,000 to Deedee. It's why she now has a house.

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Sunday, December 5th, 2004
9:31 pm - And Doom fell on Tinuviel
Or at least, Mae has a little panic about getting soft on Danny.

Read more...Collapse )

900 more words and still Mae/Dan remains unconsumated. Boo.

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3:11 am - Sorry Danny...
... but I'm going to humiliate you a little. You see there's nothing that touches Mae's heart like a little surrogate brother to protect. So I had to have you mess up a little.

Nocturnal Emissions. R veering NC-17Collapse )

((I've had some painkillers and vit c and feel slightly better.))

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Saturday, December 4th, 2004
3:27 pm - Small update.
I feel very sickly. Mae & Danny still haven't got into bed yet. Here's a little update anywway.

People said you were easily led/ And they were half rightCollapse )

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Thursday, December 2nd, 2004
3:20 pm - I digress
I'm shattered and I need to go to bed early so this is a little uninspired. I wanted to write the meeting, but Mae sidetracked me by spending 1,000 words on the club owner. She's actually up to her ears in debt over Xyro at this point in time and scurrying from backer to backer for the money for a new dress for eac night. But the workers don't know that.

I also abandoned the Mae/Deedee conversation just to get to the description of the night, but I want to go back to it. I want to get Mae's story of what happened when they met first, but I only got up to "I'm Michael"

DesdemonaCollapse )
Don't call me LuthienCollapse )

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12:16 am - The House of Mole
Aaaaaaargh. I got completely sidetracked looking up subway maps for New York while writing this and it shows. I'm afraid I've now completely hogged Club Xyro (If you want me to find another name I will) and Desdemona still has yet to introduce herself. (Although she is a real girl.)

Here's the next 1,000 words. Less than I'd liked but I didn't get in till gone eight after travelling home from Brighon and foodshopping. It is going to take at least 20,000. Mae's very chatty and prone to tangents.

Elves on the UndergroundCollapse )

Mae: Yes I am aware I'm discussing my sex life in front of a crowded train carriage.

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Tuesday, November 30th, 2004
11:35 pm - This is turning into my Na-no.
This is 2,300 words and still Mae hasn't met Daniel. I started writing it and everyone wanted in on the act, all the charachters I'd been keeping in the back of my brain for months. I hope I can finish it in under 10,000. This is almost stream of conciousness, the tenses get shot to pieces at the end and it's very badly edited. But I have to be up at 6am tomorrow, so bear with me. I'm sorry for the lack of Daniel.

Stuff about DeeDee and Club XyroCollapse )

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12:02 am - What's a nice elf like you doing in a place like this...
Okay, I'm holding you entirely responsible for this. Please order me to desist at once if you feel I'm infringing on your territory. But here's the beginning of Mae's side of the Daniel story, beginning with how he happened to be in Club Xyro in the first place.

((Mae's just met Daniel in this bit, but I run out of night before I could bring Danny into the conversation.))

When Danny met MaddyCollapse )

Clinton is better known as Hells Kitchen.

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Tuesday, November 2nd, 2004
10:24 pm - Admin note...
Hello, just to let people who may have friended this journal as part of theatrical_muse know, I'm now using this journal for private writing and you may de-friend me at your leisure.

If you are looking for a Maedhros in theatrical_muse that part is now filled by mythros

If you really are interested in the mundanities of life as a 21st Century Quendi (and trust me, bill paying, tea drinking and discussing the weather with one's sibling are no more interesting when performed with pointy ears) my less trivial moments are available to read at red_tinkerbell.

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