From the Desk of Lunette

One word, fanfiction.

So much hero love right thar. Funny stuff man.

So I just saw Avengers…I can’t get over how good it was. I gushed the whole way out the theatre, back home, and into the bedroom where I had a fan-attack in private. >w< Where do I start? They were all gorgeous. I loved everyone. Well, I’m not a fan of Fury, but that’s one person out of all the Avengers and Loki. My word, don’t get me started on Loki. His smile is golden. Everytime he was on that screen I melted. 

It was hilarious as well. I think what I found most hilarious was the encounter between Hulk and Loki. I sadly missed some part of the movie though because of my spiteful, hateful bladder, but I’m sure when the movie comes out we’ll get it. GAAAAH I loved all the jokes and funnies. Banner was awesome as well, I didn’t reallyexpect to like Hulk, but I did. 

I could go on and on about how much eye candy was on that screen though. Thor, smexy and manly. Loki, smile for miles! And his eyes, and hair, and all over awesomeness that is Tom Hiddleston. (I do know the difference between and actor and character though, I’m just saying, that man is golden.) Ironman was awesome and cocky as usual. Banner was just hilarious. Widow was awesome. Loved how they introduced her. Hawkeye is awesome; not just good with a bow and arrow. Captain America was cool as well. I’m not so fond of him though, he’s like Superman. Meh.

But in the end all I can really say is, Loki. I have such a soft spot for him. He’s so sad and angsty. Why won’t he jsut make up with Thor already?! I wanted Thor to be all like, “Brother! Come, run into my bosom and let us get over this!” Then they hug nd make up…make out…whatever works for them. >w< I swear they can all be shipped with each other. I almost thought in one part Stark would reach through the screen and kiss banner or something. SO MUCH HETEROSEXUAL LOOOOVE! I love bromance…<3

I wanna see Batman, Sherlock, Ironman, and Loki. All in one room. Being awesome. Just because. With Bigbang playing the soundtrack. Yeah.

Well, that’s it.

Cannot wait to see Avengers! I got some new story ideas too. Today is gonna be a good day. Whoot whoot.

So I watched some good movies last month. War Horse is one and I have to admit that I have a bit of a thing for a Mr. Tom Hiddleston now. :3 I saw part of the new Jane Eyre movie and liked it it. Sadly I have to rewatch because the class involved was loud and obnoxious. I saw Ip Man and Ip Man2 and loved both. X3 I could go on for days about how much I loved those movies. I cannot wait for Brave and Avengers to come out! And before I forget I also saw Hunger Games. Best book to movie adaptation I have ever seen.

So I first was going to rant about how lovely male actors are and go into that good fangirl stuff but decided not to because we all know how lovely they are. Instead I will talk about my new stories.

One is about Kakashi and Obito. The other is of Jaelak and Aedan.
The OC story is about a young man who is a wanderer who stumbles upon a young local going through his rite of passage. He saves the boy’s life. As a way of showing thanks in keeping with traditions the boy joins him as a travel companion and they go on many adventures.

Thw Obito and Kakashi one is just another try at a tired out plot.

In the immortal words of the world’s only consulting detective, laterz!
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Recently the actors who play Rue and Cinna have come under attack from Racist fans of the Hunger Games. Reblog if you support the casting of Amandla Stenberg, the adorable and talented actress who plays Rue, and Lenny Kravitz, the unquestionable genius who plays Cinna. More @ eonline.

Totally jacked, they were wicked awesome.

(via iggymarauder)

I just had a dream about my French teacher trying to kill me. The story went like this: Two friends of mine and many otherrandom students were in a room vaugely resembling our lunch room. My petite moi friend was walking with me up and down the room to find a place to sit. It was a bit hectic because all those other students doing the same thing. There were some crouches to be avoided and egos as well. We fond a spot so we put our stuff down. She sat at the table while I went to another friend of ours, let’s call her Fairy Dust. As I made my way over to her I rna into a large group of people trying to get to the seats as well. After shoving away some people I finally got to her. This is were the scenery changed. I suppose we were all at a show of somekind. Now that I remember this show has been in my dream before and is akin to American Idol. She was sitting by one of the judges and I sat there dumbfounded because it was stark comparison to her usual faux boast of doing things like that. She asked me a question about who was playing music in the middle of the night the night before and I revealed that it was indeed me. You see in this dream this arc was just another part to an earlier part of the dream. Anyway, she complemented my skills on the violin, I forgot the song I played, and I noted that it was getting crowded so I left bacck to Petite Moi. Now there is where the story starts. Once I reached my table I noticed my things and friend were gone. That’s when the French teacher came in. He stood there with a hostile air and gave me a look of distatse as he said, your stuff is over there, as he wordlessly pointed to where he had move my friend and dumped my stuff under the table beside me. I got very angry at that moment and gathered my things quickly before turning to sit by my friend. He started yelling at me about something and I just turned and challenged him in return. He then pulled out a bat and threatened me with it. I told him to man up and bring it. He came at me while I was still sitting down but I managed to get one hit in before he started his monologue about how the school disliked me and they had tasked him the job of trying to get me to go far away for college. Then there was a flash back session of sorts as he told me how he used some school searching site to send me things from big city colleges and other things I stopped listening to. I just told him that I had planned to ho to colleges far away in the city for a while now and I thought its match up system had been working. After that I was suddenly in my room getting off my computer. At first I had been confused but I think I know what happened. I was getting out of that site and while I was getting rid of the pop ups and stopping its service I was remembering the encounter. I suddenly had a bad feeling and remembered he wanted to kill me so I ran downstairs to yell for my parents but the living room was dark. I then grabbed the phone and tried to call 911 quickly because I knew he was probably in my bedroom waiting after I ran like that. I lamented about how it was too dark to read the buttons, but before I could vet to light I opened my eyes thinking that if I did that I could get more light. XD I really need to stop getting my dream.worlds mixed with this one.

Found on DA by Thealms

So I says to myself, whattaya to do now? Yer goin’ a wee bit looney an’ ‘aven’t done anyting of use. Ya’ might as well return to what ya’ doin’ best. Ye prob’ly aught to stop wit this writin’ all illegible nonsense an’ get to typin’ proper like, but this is jus’ way too much fun!

So in other words, I will stop being a slacker and keep up with this for my sakes. I need an outlet and place to start getting my writing out there. I figure I ought to keep myself on a schedule of sorts. Here I go! A chapter a week of a story I say?

Ah, and as for the lovely mishmash up there. Why that’s just my mind going through a wee bit of a identity crisis. I now think with the voice of a Scottish accent. Blimey this is rather disconcerting. >w< I think I may just be offending people now. 

Signing off from the desk of Lunnette, Hope Bringer of Hopes

~<3

I love this.  This is my second time. 

I’m an elf. My lover is Saruman. I live in the Shire. My pet is Bill. My weapon is THE RING. I die by boring alive. Loverly.

(via peregrint)

I am so into Sherlock right now it is crazy. I refrain from using the term obsessed. I don’t like that word. Too many idiots use it. Too mainstream. I need to broaden my vocabulary…Ah but I digress! So here I am, a fool who just finished watching Sherlock and is now in love. I initially returned to tumblr for the Sherlock wonderness and now I decided that I will blog to myself because I need a way to channel my thoughts without being a bother.

So here I am. I have officially seen all the Sherlock episodes and over loaded on Sherlock pics and vids. I could stand to go for more but that goes unsaid. I hope I can figure out what happened, though I’m sure someone else beat me to it. Now to embrace my inner fangirl and write fanfiction.