I think L would be proud of how far I take cupcake-making.
*blows a kiss to the trashcan* (for light yagami)
Sexually explicit posts about irl shit will now be tagged “al goddammit tmi”, sexually explicit posts in general will be tagged “DN NSFW”.
Hey hey thanks for the questions :)
12: How did you meet your best friend and why did you become friends?
My closest friend and I met in middle school but we didn’t become friends until high school. It’s one of those situations where you go through the same school system but you never get to know each other until you’re bored to death in the same AP Lit course and you find out they are as obsessed as you are with the same two albums from defunct 90’s bands. (Loveless and Spiderland). It’s rare to find someone who gets you in an elemental level even if you don’t always agree or approach things the same way. I honestly had to think for a bit about how our friendship started. It feels as if it was always easy once we started talking but I’m sure I was nervous then because he had a reputation as super brilliant and extremely blunt. He would make it clear if you were annoying (he once told someone we mutually hated to eat dog shit). And I was full of bluster and cynicism. We talk about anything and everything even if it’s awkward or weird or something that we’re ashamed to admit to others. Though we laugh and say ‘ha! Judging you for being obsessed with swimming homos’ (for example), it’s always with a sense of you can tell me anything and it’s no big deal or it’s ok I get it brah. I don’t really know why he puts up with my late emails, my very awful memory or my general flightiness but I’m not going to question it.
17: Have you ever broken a bone? If so, how?
Nope! I’m shocked actually because I’m very clumsy and accident prone. I have fallen down the stairs quite a few times but a Karina always lands on her ass.
29. Answered :)
42: What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever eaten?
Haggis! Though I guess it’s Not very strange when you grew up eating things like pigs feet and octopus without knowing what it was. Haggis was good though bland if anything.
47: What is your favorite series of books? I haven’t read a lot of book series which is surprising given Im such a nerd. I feel like I’m very behind here. I mean I haven’t even read the Chronicles of Narnia. I guess the Star Trek novelizations/supplementary novels don’t count so I’d say probably the Dune books (first six. the rest not by Frank Herbert are dead to me). Or the Harry Potter series. Ok it’s the nostalgia people. It was my first internet fandom I guess too. Like I think of all characters in terms of the house system and it had such an impact on my childhood too so I have to mention HP.
#after that fanart popped up i wrote a couple snippets here or there but it was mainly just
#B as a muggleborn with crazy catholic parents who try to perform an exorcism
#on him when he’s like 8 because his magic is going haywire and setting random fires
#filling the house with snakes
#putting top hats on all of the crucifixes
#when the headmaster comes to fetch him B asks: ‘so i’m not the bride of satan i’m just a wizard?’
#headmaster wammy: of course not just a wizard
#B: i’ve never been more disappointed in my entire life
my fav death note fanfic writer back in the day was tierfal have you read any of their stuff?
LOVE THEM. One of the most quality AND consistent writers from the first wave of DN fandom.
AL = THE COOLEST KID ON THE BLOCK, also i want your zine.
[i’m standing alone on the block] wonderful, another default victory
WILL TRADE YOU IT FOR SOME GORGEOUS GHOST L FANFIC
wait is that in gilroy
nah, this is in toronto. probably based on that one though.
mello’s requirements for a boyfriend:
- must be smart enough to keep up BUT NOT SMART AS HIM
- must be attractive BUT still make him look more attractive in comparison
- must fuck him while tchaikovsky plays in the bg
- must understand the difference in quality of chocolates
- must eat ass
- must know what he’s wants when he blatantly says the opposite
- must worship him
quality death note fanfiction makes me feel like i’m having a stroke, sweet baby kira take the wheel
idk why, but i’m doing a lot of fun stuff this week and i want to tell y’all about it
- covering a garlic festival. exactly what it sounds like. they sell garlic-flavoured coffee, garlic-flavoured ice cream, have a shit breath contest, etc.
- writing about a park in toronto where it’s just for dogs fucking
- helping out with my friend’s video game workshops at the biggest library in the city
- starting my new job with a boss i have partied and gotten wasted with, which is bound to be interesting/awkward/hella
- chilling at a joint that sells “gourmet” ice cream sandwiches
- either being really polite or getting shit-faced at a LGBT school mixer
- starting two zine projects, one I’ll be selling in a month
If they ever banged each other it would ruin sex forever for both of them.
I have some good news and some bad news:
Good news: I FINISHED A FIC.
Bad news: I FINISHED A FIC. D:
Wrote the following at 3 am. I was “inspired.” And by inspired I mean still drunk from dinner and therefore my general filter of THIS IS SHIT STOP WRITING THIS IMMEDIATELY AND GO EAT BIRTHDAY CAKE UNTIL YOU PASS OUT FROM SADNESS INSTEAD wasn’t working so I wrote this:
Title: Church Politics
Pairing: A & Beyond Birthday friendship (if you can call terminal irritation and grudging affection a friendship which is probably the closest these two get to it, frankly), OC/OC
Rating: Mature (Mentions of sex and swearing, nothing too explicit but I wrote it so I’m being cautious here)
Word Count: 2232
Summary: B finds a new hobby. Another thing that A loves is tainted.
Fic after cut or you can also read it here.
Feedback, criticism would be delightful. I think I’m going to disappear out of shame for awhile as it stands.
KARINA, GOOD GOD, I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO SHAKE YOUR SHOULDERS AND YELL OBSCENE PRAISE AS HARD AS I WANT TO NOW. READING THIS IS THE LITERARY EQUIVALENT OF A MANIC LAUGHING FIT. JESUS TITFUCKING CHRIST. I ACTUALLY FEEL A BIT OF A CONTACT HIGH. EXCUSE THIS SORRY EXCUSE OF A REVIEW, I AM CLEARLY UNDER THE INFLUENCE.
First of all *slobbers all over your B and A characterization*
These foul filthy fuckers you’ve created have stolen my heart and laughed at it mercilessly. They’re so degenerate and casually horrible and PISS I AM STILL LAUGHING AT A’S SLUTTY INCREDULITY OVER POTENTIAL BEYOND POETRY. Goddamn, I knew you were holding out on us, love, but if I knew it was going to slaughter me this bad I would have harassed you for writing non-stop.
You write these little things they do that are just so sincere. We don’t have a lot to work with in-canon but you’ve filtered and concentrated a lovely toxic brewery of personhood for them that’s really fucking addicting. Oh man, the tiny glimmers of dark bubbling underneath the surface were really lovely amidst the sea of grim mockery that is B’s line of thinking. (In particular, the small addition of him having nightmares that was expertly positioned within all this other pissant baloney he’s feeding us — ooph, well done.)
and urgggggh the co-dependency that transcended morals and standards and the usual societal boundary crap and mutual disgust in the rest of humanity gOD A’S DEAD-INSIDE VOICE WHEN HE THOUGHT THEY WERE BANGING TO ‘CAN YOU FEEL THE LOVE TONIGHT’. DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I COMPARE THIS FIC TO UNCONTROLLABLE LAUGHING? EVERY TIME I REMEMBER A MOMENT LIKE THAT, I AM FILLED WITH WILD FUCKING JOY.
Karina, this is just cruel. Now that I’ve read Church Politics, nothing will satiate me but more awful orphan shenanigans from you.
does your pms ever get so bad you feel like killing someone?
Does keeping your voice monotonous affect whether your accent can be heard or not? Because I just thought that maybe L keeps his voice relatively flat and monotonous in case he has an accent that might be a clue to where he’s from.
No matter how you use it, anything obtained by killing people can never bring true happiness.