Hmm, it's been a while since i last posted anything on this blog. as a matter of fact, i've been laying low on fanfiction reading - until lately, long winter nights comming, i guess - and did not write anything, so i haven't got anything to share. until tonight, as i was bored surfing on some porn site, i found this gem. hm, yeah. another side of e

You know you read too much fanfiction when this shop : gives you an itch to write a hedwig/crookshanks story... (niagara on the lake, ontario, canada).

Le billet précédent était destiné à la version anglaise. ceci dit, il reste valable. cette histoire est un peu surréaliste à lire. en admettant que l'on arrive à comprendre le texte sous les fautes de frappe, d'orthographe, de syntaxe...

Si tu n'atteins pas ton objectif, dis toi qu'un jour le grand chêne aussi a été un gland.

Physique ou verbale, on n'en sort pas. on s'efforce de la réfréner et elle se venge en nous bouffant de l'intérieur. salope.

Willyolioleo's " hp and the temporal beacon " has reached a new turning point in chapter 66, and the situation seems to be quite desperate. desperate situation, desperate measures, and it looks that we must ready ourselves for yet another respawn. it's not a bad news, and i, for one, will be looking forward the next cycle ! (400 k words so far...)

I stumbled on franscesco marmitta's "virgin and child with st benedict and st quentin" (ca 1500) in the italian renaissance section of the louvre this afternoon. don't you think that st benedict on the left, would make quite an adequate draco malfoy ?

The gilded cage is an original take on the marriage law plot. post-war, not epilogue compliant, it takes place a few years after the end of the war. hermione is a successful business woman and has a solve an issue raised by a new law requiring single witches to marry a wizard. since she has to get married, why not choose someone locked in the bowel

We all know by heart what happened with the goblet of fire. let's imagine that the awful chunk of magic involved in the well-known trickery triggers...something, revealing cruel truths and twisted destinies. well, a twisted destiny, the substitute's. unsurprisingly, this rather old (2008) story by bajab, an evil twist of the good'ol "wrong bwl" plo

Je sais, ça peut paraître culcul, mais j'ai trouvé ce clip sympa : where the hell is matt? from matthew harding on vimeo.