LGBTQ recs

May. 16th, 2014 10:46 am
Copying this from [livejournal.com profile] magnetic_pole, who is organising the LGBTQ month of recs again:


Enjoyed any queer- or trans-themed media recently? lgbtq_recs, an annual month-long comm to exchange recommendations for LGBTQ-themed stuff--books, TV, movies, graphic novels, websites, radio shows, podcasts, etc.--is running again this year throughout the month of June. 

Stop by this year's sign-up post to get us started or scroll through previous years' master lists to get a sense of what folks have recced in the past. You can rec recent releases or older favorites, fiction or non-fiction, light entertainment or serious studies, whatever you'd like. 

If you've never participated before, it's very informal and fun. Recs of all types of media are welcome, and you can write as much or as little as you want in the rec itself. If you can't think of anything to rec, just follow the comm for suggestions for new books, movies, etc.
April is almost over and I haven't posted anything this month. Therefore, have a couple of long overdue recs:

The HP Beholder is currently running, my favourite HP exchange of all times. And my gift fic is truly fabulous:

Author: ???
Title: No Charity
Rating: PG
Pairing: Aunt Marge/Rita Skeeter
Word Count: 3200
Warnings/Content: None
Summary: Rita sets out on a tough assignment – to interview Miss Marjorie Dursley.

To quote my own comment:

First and foremost, the pairing is inspired. I love the humour of the whole piece, I was grinning all the way through, despite the harsh mood swing brought about by the morning after confrontation. It might seem that their relationship is over even before it began, but this is not how it feels. It feels like the beginning of something, not the end.

The entire story is very Pratchett-esque in that it is a lighthearted humorous piece on the face of it. But just like in Pratchett's books, the humour mostly derives from your turn of phrase. Underneath, it is a poignant and melancholy character piece with a bittersweet ending, sketched very skilfully with only a few words. So much remains unsaid, lurking just outside our field of vision: the ongoing conflict between the magical and the Muggle world, Marjorie's deep trauma, Rita's attempt to leave herself behind and be somebody else.

This fic reads actually like a teaser, the prelude to a bigger story: you can tell that Rita and Marjorie would be a good match. They would fight constantly, but they would fight on equal terms.

Link to fic: No Charity


Today, I read a heartbreaking Aberforth/Severus fic, which pushes so many of my buttons it's unreal:

Author: ???
Title: A Lonely Road
Rating: R
Pairings: Severus Snape/Aberforth Dumbledore
Word Count: 4,800
Warnings/Content Information (Highlight to View): *anal intercourse, age disparity, angst, alcohol, violence towards an animal, reference to a canon death (Albus Dumbledore's)*.
Summary: Two men. Dark times. Conversations which fail to communicate; communication through silence.

Again, quoting my own comment:

Oh, this is exquisite! Such a tense, atmospheric tale, so very dark yet with tiny specks of light interspersed throughout. I love the pairing; I don't think I've ever read it before, which is odd, because it makes a lot of sense. Aberforth and Severus are both torn between and tortured by the love and resentment they have for Albus. Aberforth would be the one to guess what his brother is putting Snape through. The way they understand each other without talking about what is going on, the way they both understand the necessity of secrecy, it all rings very true.

The slow, understated understanding, Severus despair and loneliness, their affection for each other and for Albus - it's all heartbreaking. And the last line is the killer.

Link to fic: A Lonely Road


I also participated in this year's Winter Companions exchange, and here, too, I was gifted with a fantastic fic:

Title: A vignette from the 2nd hour of Dark on an unnamed station orbiting a dead zone planet.
Author: anonymous
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Jack Harkness/Tenth Doctor
Spoilers/warnings: fetishistic self-harm, depression, knifeplay, mild drug use
Summary: Jack doesn't ask to go and the Doctor doesn't offer.

It's dark and needy and absolutely them. They are using the power of the vortex as their fetish, and it is exactly what I imagine Ten to get off on. And Jack, oh, desperate, damaged Jack. His need to feel good, whatever the cost, is palpable.

Link to fic: A vignette from the 2nd hour of Dark on an unnamed station orbiting a dead zone planet
It turns out, [livejournal.com profile] hp_halloween, the Halloween-themed gift exchange, is quite a demanding fest: 70 double-drabbles, all posted on one day, ranging from fluffy rom-com to chilling horror tales... I have finally managed to read my way through this year's batch, and here are some of my favourites:

HP Halloween drabbles )

I wrote A Thinking Cap for [livejournal.com profile] bonfoi, whose pairing requests included the Sorting Hat/Hogwarts Castle. How could I resist?

The moment I decided to give this pairing a go, I knew I would have to write it in verse form, because the Sorting Hat would sing his love to the Castle. So the challenge was to write a poem in exactly 200 words. And the amazing thing was: it worked. As I wrote what I thought was the rough draft, I fully expected I would have to do a lot of editing afterwards. However, it turned out I had hit the word count almost exactly on the first try - the draft had 199 words. All I had to do was change "mind-reading" to "mind reading", and I hit my target. I've no idea how that happened! It did please me immensely, I can tell you.
Over at [livejournal.com profile] hp_halloween, the Harry Potter Halloween drabble exchange, posting has commenced. And I can't tell you how happy I am with my gift: [livejournal.com profile] kellychambliss wrote the perfect Bellatrix, a connoisseur of death, traversing the realms of life and death, familiar with the secrets of the Veil. It's a haunting horror masterpiece in only 200 words: To and Fro
Hey everyone who's into Sherlock, but doesn't read [livejournal.com profile] weepingcock: apparently, Mark Gatiss himself has been known to dabble in writing Gay Porn, excerpts of which may be found here.

Enjoy!

Picture Holmes and Watson, if you dare.
Oh, look! I've managed to stick to my plan for two days!

Jud Süss by Lion Feuchtwanger

An amazing book (or even AMAAAAAZING BOOOOK). An all-time favourite of mine, which I have read several times, despite the fact that it's a 1,000-page long motherfucker of a novel. You might have heard of the Nazi propaganda film of the same name, but it's not quite the same story.

Written in the 1920s and set in the 18th century, during the age of Enlightenment, Jud Süss tells the story of the Jewish financier Joseph Süss Oppenheimer who was the leading banker and financial manager ("Finanzrat") to the Duke Alexander of Württemberg. Joseph Süss Oppenheimer is an actual historical person, and Lion Feuchtwanger used the story of his life to illustrate the rise to dizzying heights of success and the subsequent fall that might have occurred in the life of every Jewish entrepreneur who was more or less at the mercy of his sovereign. In the novel, Joseph Süss is a very worldly man, who enthusiastically takes part in the intrigues and the excesses of the ducal court, but he is naturally always regarded as "the Jew".

There is a nice, poignant passage right at the beginning of the book where Josef Süss and the Jew Landauer, a clerk at the ducal court, regard each other critically; Josef Süss is annoyed that Landauer cultivates the stereotypically Jewish look, which, in his opinion, is unnecessary and only serves to irritate the Christians he works with; Landauer thinks that Josef Süss is naive and rather stupid, thinking that the Christians will ever accept him as their equal. He prefers to gain influence and power while parading his Jewish-ness around provocatively.

Spanning several decades, the book is filled with intrigues, plot twists, historical facts, religious conflicts (Duke Alexander of Württemberg is a Catholic who becomes duke of a Protestant land, which naturally leads to a lot of tension), and a most fantastic cast of characters. None of them is actually likeable (Josef Süss is an unscrupulous, opportunistic and generally unpleasant man), but that's the beauty of the novel. You find yourself rooting for Josef Süss when he sets off to wreak revenge against the Duke (because of a SPOILER which I won't disclose). But on the other hand, Josef Süss had done something despicable, and so he had brought the misfortune upon himself.

Without giving away too much: the book features one of the most chilling rape scenes I've read, which, however, is neither explicit nor graphic. It all happens in the room next door, and we witness the scene from the point of view of a man who loves the woman in question, but is unable to do anything due to diplomatic and political reasons.

On the meta level, the book illustrates the philosophical question of whether it is preferable to lead a life of passive contemplation or a life of active occupation. While Josef Süss stands exemplary for the first life philosophy, his uncle, the cabbalist Rabbi Gabriel, leads a life of solitude, having renounced the world entirely.

Feuchtwanger's use of language is fantastic. He has developed a unique style for this novel, using archaic words and expressions that help build and enrich the Jud Süss universe. The style is expressive and rich in images, which I personally love. (Apparently, it's been subject to a lot of criticism.)

Jud Süss happens to push many of my buttons: it's a proper, long novel I can sink my teeth in, it's got unpleasant, amoral, memorable characters, it's got a realistic depiction of human vices and weaknesses, it discusses questions of religion and philosophy without preaching or moralising, and it's got a beautiful, beautiful language, with proper-length sentences and subordinate clauses (sadly not a matter of course in contemporary novels!). I think it's time for a re-read.

Stay tuned for Confessions of Felix Krull, Confidence Man by Thomas Mann - another book with proper-length sentences and subordinate clauses. (Unless I can think of some Polish book to review first.)
I made a resolution.

I talk about books fairly often - not surprisingly, seeing as this is a fannish journal dedicated orignally to Harry Potter - but I tend to always say the same things about the same few books (Harry Potter, the Austen novels, the Lucy Maud Mongtgomery novels, the Discworld novels). I mentioned Tom Sawyer in yesterday's post, and [livejournal.com profile] sistermagpie said that she doesn't hear about him regularly, and that made me think: None of you probaly know that Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn are two of my favourite books ever, frequently re-read and recommended widely to RL friends, because I never mention them here. And so I decided to talk about some of my favourite books and write up some reviews which might help some of you discover a new book you'll love. Let's see how well I'll stick to this plan.

I am a great re-reader. I re-read the books I love fairly regularly, which naturally diminishes the amount of new books I read, but I think that's okay. After all, I always discover something in new on every read. I read fluently in English, German and Polish, and I have been increasingly focusing on books written in one of these languages, because I don't trust translations all that much. (However, my favourite books include The Foucault Pendulum (Italian), Nana (French) and A Heart so White (Spanish), which I did not read in the original.) So, I'll try to introduce some of my favourite German and Polish books to you, because they are sadly underrepresented on this English-language journal that targets an English-speaking audience.

And here we come across the first difficulty: After all the heated discussions of Twilight and its heroine, and whether or not Bella is a good example for young girls to follow, I was planning to review one of my favourite YA series for girls, namely the Jezycjada series by Malgorzata Musierowicz, to add the Eastern perspective to the coming-of-age trope.

Sadly, I don't think it's easily available in any language other than Polish. I know that the books have been translated "into several languages, including Japanese", but I have just tried to google them, and it doesn't look good for English. But you never know. Some of you might come across an old copy somewhere (I know the first two books in the series have been translated into Swedish, though they're out of print now), and it would be a shame to pass it by.

Have an excerpt:

Ida of September )

This is an excerpt of the fourth book of the series (I don't have the first three here), all of which play in the city of Poznan, in a district called "Jezyce". The first book was written in the mid-70s, the last one to date was released in 2007. The stories are rather simple: they centre around a young girl and a period of pivotal changes in her life. Mostly, there's also a love story, but the romance is never the one and only plot point. As you can see from the excerpt above, it's about the girl and the problems she's got with herself, her coming to terms with what and who she is and her family. The romance - if there is one - fits in seamlessly into the story and drives it forward.

Family always plays a crucial role. My quibble with the books is actually that they paint family life rather too sweetish for my taste. The books are set in Poland, which means that everyone, of course, is Catholic and believes in family values. However, this is never presented in an obnoxious way. It's just who these people are, and you don't get the feeling that the author tries to preach and evangelise.

Apart from that, the depiction of family life strikes very true - they have rows and they make up, there are misunderstandings and there are family meals where everyone talks at once and no-one listens to the others, because this is what families do.

The girl who is in the centre of the given story has a true and vibrant personality. So far, the author has published 17 books, and each of the girls (plus the supporting cast) is a real person, who has dreams and insecurities and hopes and aspirations, who's really good at something - which she usually discovers in the course of the book dedicated to her - but who also has plenty of weaknesses, and when she cries, her eyes are puffy and swollen and her nose is full of snot.

Despite being contemporary, the books have a rather quaint, old-fashioned charm to them. The girl usually comes from a family of academics/intellectuals, where everyone is well-read and able to quote classical literature. But even though this is hardly terribly realistic, it works perfectly well within the context of the universe the author has created. The protagonist and her family (and friends) seem like a bastion of good sense, intellect and values within the madness of the modern world. Which, by the way, is also very realistically illustrated. The author has the ability to sketch a picture of contemporary Poland, its social and political situation, within a few words. So if you don't know anything about Poland, these books give a good overview of the country's recent history.

The Jezycjada series can most likely be compared with Anne of Green Gables, in that there isn't much darkness going on in the books themselves. There is plenty of tragedy hinted at and going on behind the scenes, but the books are kept pretty clean. And speaking of clean: There isn't any sexual contents at all. The love stories are sweet and romantic, there are a few kisses, but nothing graphic, and especially in the early novels, the girl ends up marrying the boy she fell in love with at the age of 15. But as I said, the romantic aspect, though an important part of the books, is not what makes the books what they are.

Often, the individual book is an homage to a piece of classical literature, which serves as meta commentary and as a red thread that drives the plot. The excerpt above comes from a book which uses Jane Eyre to characterise the protagonist, but it comes with a twist.

The protagonist, Ida, reads and cries over Jane Eyre. When she takes up a summer job, she is confronted with the Mystery of a Locked Room, in which a boy her age has locked himself up and is unwilling to come out. Her imagination naturally runs wild, and she suspects a deep and romatic secret behind all this. And then she meets the boy:

An extraordinarily handsome boy who looked just like Mr Rochester.
Just like Mr Rochester, he had dark, burning eyes.
And he even had a lean, swarthy face.
And a square jaw.
And chiselled lips and an aristocratic nose.
And above his eyebrows, a mop of short dark hair.
Ida's head spun with delight and embarrassment.


But of course, life being more prosaic than a classical romance novel, the boy turns out not to be Mr Rochester. Ida gets her happy ending, though, and now, thirty years later, she is a delightful, self-assured woman with a career and a family she loves, and it really feels like the reader has witnessed her coming-of-age and coming-to-terms and growing up, which is probably the greatest thing about this series. Which, I hope, is available somewhere in some languages other than Polish *keeps fingers crossed*
My gift fic has been posted. The delightful [livejournal.com profile] fidelia_guff published the delightful report A Week in the Life - the true story of Remus Lupin and Bill Weasley's guard duty. I am overwhelmed. Sparkling dialogues, lovely characterisation and - cats! Well, one cat, but Mr Tibbles has conquered my heart. There really should be more Mr Tibbles fics around, especially in combination with Bill and Remus.

I, too, have posted my fic The Ghosts that I Called for Myrtle Peasegoode: Almost-kinky Snape/Percy porn with power play and abuse and the sequel to my older Snape/Percy fic Tea for Two.

The Ghosts that I Called
[livejournal.com profile] skylark97 wrote a Bill/Remus fic that so pushes all my buttons it's not even funny. Can you say customised kink-fic?

It's got Bill wanking in the shower, Remus using his respectable facade to hide his cool and mischievous rather than the oh-woe-is-me-for-I-am-a-werewolf! self, unscarred Remus (which is so much better than the ubiquitous angst-inducing scarring), drunken Bill, one of the best coming-out scenes ever, realism, and some seriously hot sex, during which Bill is blindfolded and tied to a bed post with - heh! I'm not telling. But it made me laugh out loud.

Also, Molly and Arthur are beautifully in character, and Kingsley is mentioned to wear flashy skin tight shirts.

The Respectability of Jewelry, on [livejournal.com profile] pervy_werewolf.
Another wonderful fic written for the [livejournal.com profile] crossover_hp challenge: Voldemort meets his Death at last. HP/Discworld crossover. A hilarious piece, featuring a wonderful Death, Mrs. Flamel's cream cake and, of course, a Game. Cake or Death?, PG
[livejournal.com profile] alkairis wrote a beautiful, poignant fic, which makes me ridiculously happy, in spite of being full of melancholy and sadness. The plot is very clever indeed, but it is the things unsaid rather than the things said that create an atmosphere which leaves me breathless and full of longing. I feel as though I caught a brief glimpse behind a veil where old childhood dreams are hidden, which I can almost - but not quite - reach. Go, read it: The Land of Voices, HP/Narnia, Luna-centred, PG, gen.
I will get round to answering my comments and mails one of these days, I promise.

Only a quick link before I go to bed: Hilarious, filthy, very graphic Hagrid art, featuring Hagrid's giant cock and several magical creatures. So not worksafe. Check out the giant squid and Hagrid's crossed-eyed expression in the centaur picture.
Hunting for Remus/Bill fics, I stumbled across this gem written for the RemusxBill Fuh-Q-Fest. Emergencies Only is a wonderfully realistic (and you know I am a sucker for realism) story written for the challenge Bill and Remus must go on a mission for the Order in Muggle disguise. Their car breaks down in a foreign country, where it's hot and the summer is in full haze. The authors, [livejournal.com profile] arakne and [livejournal.com profile] oneyedmoorsey make a wonderful job presenting the heat and the stress under which Bill and Remus are suffering. It's gritty and it's grimy, and Bill and Remus are pissed off and lusting after each other. The sex is wonderfully understated, yet amazingly intense. There's also sausage shopping and bugs. While the focus remains on the two men and their interaction, there also is a plot, which slowly unrevels in the background. Go, read, if only because of that: Silently, Bill slid his hands around to Lupin’s arse, reveling in the sensation of smooth, bare skin, and with deliberate slowness pushed himself upward. Lupin responded by slowly pushing back at him, all pressure and heat, the bones of their faces grinding as hard as the rest of their bodies.
I am just catching up on the posts over at [livejournal.com profile] babb_chronicles, haven of bizzare badfic quotes. I've been giggling happily for quite a while, but this gem has just made me lose it completely:

Just then with a flash Snap appeared sneering in his black clothes. ‘What do you want you nasty man.’ She said. ‘I want to take you away from all this.’ Said Snape as he revealed he underneath his cape he was bear.

*dies all over again*

ETA: Draco's hand trailed down to vagina, and he began to rub softly. Hermione was in great thoughts now.
He slowly inserted a finger, and he rubbed it around in circles. Hermione was very horny, and she was ready to come when she did. It felt like the world was crashing down, she is a virgin, and she had just orgasmed, well she WAS a virgin.


*is teh dead*
My [livejournal.com profile] yuletide Santa made a childhood dream come true.

Narnia was one of my first fandoms ever and I used to have this crush on Edmund (it's probably the redeemed-traitor-syndrome), before I realised that he and Caspian would be a much better (and such a pretty) match... And now my Santa gave me a beautiful Edmund/Caspian fic. It's set during the voyage of the Dawn Treader and features one of the most claustrophobic atmospheres ever. They're trapped in a tiny cabin on that ship, with a whiny Eustace being sick all over the place and suffering from thirst, fever and suppressed lust. And how sexy is the phrase "fingers intertwined"?

Read it here: Thirst

Another childhood favourite, another great fic: Forgotten Wishes, in the Anne of Green Gables fandom. It captures the spirit of the books so accurately, it's almost as though it was writtten by L.M. Montgomery herself. Tentative girl kisses and the dawning of womanhood. Perfect.
I feel a deep need for cross-gen fics where the younger partner hits on the older one and gets rejected. Not because the older one gets all angsty and But-I'm-Old-Enough-To-Be-Your-Father and But-Your-Father-Was-My-Best-Friend, but because of a healthy, natural WTF reaction. I want the older man act older, in control and confident and not to be entirely overwhelmed by the attentions of a handful of young needy flesh. Sort of the absolute opposite of h/c Snarry fics with a dominant Harry and an angsty Snape.

I discussed my attitute towards cross-gen on another occasion. It just doesn't do it for me. I want the older partner to be aware of what's going on, look right through the kid's game and, possibly, be mildly amused about it. I want to see Snape laugh at Harry when Harry throws himself at him, not fuck him senseless to 'punish' him. I want Remus to frown and smile and talk Harry gently out of it (chocolate optionally). I want Sirius to overcome the shock of being kissed by his godson, seat Harry down and tell him that in spite of everything Molly Weasley thinks about him, he is well aware of Harry not being James.

Off the top of my head, I can think of three fics that fulfil these criteria:

[livejournal.com profile] dehkla's Harry/Sirius (Harry/Padfoot) ficlet; NC-17; warning: bestiality;

my own Remus/Draco fic; R; warning: frottage;

and, owing to my recent foray into RPS, Lassiter's Brad Pitt/Orlando Bloom fic; PG-13

Why?

It seemed that with every mouthful of wine, Orlando's limbs grew longer, and that he took up more of the booth without really moving at all. Brad knew it was a display for his benefit and he just watched, amused, daresay entertained and, sitting back, subtly parried. Orlando wasn't the only one with presence in the room.

Hell, yes! That's the reaction I want to see!

Any chance for being pointed? Anyone? Bueller?
Sadly, I haven't got the time to read all [livejournal.com profile] remus_remix submissions at the moment, but I've just read one which took my breath away. Mummies by [livejournal.com profile] blue_moony is an increadibly tight, compelling read, dealing with Remus' pathological obsession and slow descent into madness. Based on my drabble:

Remus dreamt of pale blue eyes.

Remus dreamt of matted black hair, and a white face, drawn and wasted after a lifetime in Azkaban.

In more than a dozen years, he had got used to those dreams, used to waking up in the middle of the night, his body sweat-slick and shivering, his cock hard and throbbing. But he would never get used to the veil. The veil was new, fluttering ever so gently and exuding darkness so absolute it seemed almost corporeal.

Remus rolled out of bed and pressed his heated forehead against the cool window.

Sometime, he might forgive her for killing his friend. But he would never forgive Bellatrix for haunting his dreams.
He'd come harder than he thought to spatter the leaves as well; his grin widened. He could have beaten James with that one.

You really, really shouldn't paste this sentence into the text you're just writing for work. Really. Your boss might merely raise an amused eyebrow, but it won't do anything to improve your reputation.

What you (and I mean you) should do, however, is go and read the text to which this sentence belongs. It's Llama's Sirius-centred wank fic, and it's hot and cute and funny and... Oh, just go and read it already!

Sirius. Summer. Motorbike. Remus appreciation.
I was just about to start doing some work when I decided to check the Master and the Wolf Fest archive, and to my great joy saw that [livejournal.com profile] fluffyllama's submission is up. What a fantastic and very welcome reason for further procrastination.

*off to reading The Importance of being Moony*
Three fics I enjoyed recently. Remus in in all of them. So not surprised.

Of Monsters by [livejournal.com profile] nitroxa is a haunting, desperate take on the confrontation between Severus and Remus after the Shrieking Shack Incident in sixth year. Some of the best sensory writing I've ever read. By far the best confrontation fic I've ever read. Nitro's characters feel exceptionally real, and both Remus and Severus are written as teenagers who are too old for their age in many respects, but at the same time clueless and insecure when it comes to personal interaction. The dialogues are spot-on, absolutely in character (there's a brilliant conversation about potions) and the sex is awkward adolescent fumbling and - most importantly - doesn't seem out of place. Remus' subsequent confrontation with Sirius is almost non-existant, and therefore exactly like I picture it. Unlike in most fics I've read, I don't imagine Remus and Sirius to have been very eloquent on that matter. Remus, because he didn't want to let on how hurt he was and because it was easier to ignore than to confront Sirius, and Sirius, because, well, he was being Sirius. Rated R.

Pomfrey’s body blocked most of the procedure from view but Severus watched anyway as she dressed wounds he couldn’t see (and what on earth could have so badly hurt a werewolf?), held Remus’ head at an angle and slipped a spoon into his mouth, wiped his face and hair with a wet cloth, made soothing nonverbal sounds at him. She hadn’t been as warm to Severus when Potter had dragged him in. She had clucked and patted his head and called him dear and given him a warm drink and a pill. He envied Remus’ bathrobe. His robes were damp-gritty like unwashed sheets and still smelled of the tunnel, and of his sweat.



[livejournal.com profile] stellamaru wrote a Sirius/Remus fic I like (and for which I owe her feedback, um...). Still Be All Right explores the often-discussed and oh so obvious possibility of Sirius' drinking the Polyjuice Potion to leave Grimmauld Place and go shopping with Remus. Stella's characterisation of these men happens to correspond with mine, and the fic appeals to me so much because it's based on the assumption that Remus and Sirius have never really talked about the things that stand between them.

Sirius focused his hard gaze on Remus. "Go to hell, Remus Lupin," he said, pushing Remus away with a hard blow to the chest.

Remus shook as he caught his breath. "Say that again, and I'll send you there," he choked out, rushing at Sirius and pulling back a fist.

"I've been, thanks," Sirius said



Heritage by Seeker made me laugh. It is a highly original take on the good old the-Malfoys-have-Veela-blood scenario, focusing on Lucius. Now, I am not a Lucius fan, but Seeker writes him just the way I imagine him to be (and which isn't often explored): not overly intelligent, but displaying a clever, calculating, no-nonsense, to-the-purpose approach to problems, especially when his life is in danger. An original idea, dry and witty dialogues, combined with a characterisation that is rather over-the-top and yet so very canon, and of course, oooh, shiny! I like muchly.

"Father?" Draco asked tentatively. "What happened?"

"Disaster," Lucius told him bluntly, but with a kind edge that visibly frightened Draco.


In RL news: I'm invited to a party and can't be arsed to go. Yet, I promised. There was a party two days ago. And last weekend. And the weekend before. And before. And... Anyway, I'd much rather stay at home and watch TV. I already decided to drive so I don't get tempted to drink (too much). How the hell have I acquired the reputation of being a party girl? *whines*

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