Oh god, why do I have an idea for a Sam/Mikala/Bumblebee threesome?

EDIT: SUNDAY IS MERLIN NIGHT. WOO!

Billy: Braaaaains.
Teddy: No.
Billy: Why? Not even a nibble?
Teddy: Because you know my brains just move out of the way so you can't get to them.
Billy: I hate it when you play hard to get.

Y'all, I don't even know. It's been a strange, strange day and I'm not even sure if these two are being funny or if Billy really is a zombie.

***

Then we have this bit of dark humor:

Teddy watched as Billy started to glow blue. What are you doing?

"Using magic," Billy replied. He started to mutter under his breath.

In the middle of the cemetery? Don't you think someone is going to notice? It was a valid concern. The night was pitch black without even a moon in the sky, and Billy glowed like a night light.

"Teddy, if magic is going to force me to dig up the body of my dead boyfriend at midnight three years after he's passed, the least it can do is make sure I don't have to use a shovel to do it." Billy voice was tight, like it got whenever someone was distracting him in the middle of a spell. "Do you want to be whole again or not?"

Good point. Do it.

Obviously, my subconscious has been picking up material from ormery's journal.

( A dream in which Teddy is a cat and some guy in England is making the move on his boyfriend )

Yesterday I was walking to where we parked the car when I noticed a mama duck and six ducklings coming down the sidewalk towards me. They were adorable little balls of fluff. I watched them get within a few feet of me before a fire truck raced by and scared them. Mama led them off into the bushes. Urban ducks for the win!

Dear fairytale,

Please stop eating my brain. I have work to do! I will write about you (even if it's just a plot outline to keep myself from forgetting) when that work is done. Maybe this afternoon or tomorrow. NOT NOW.

No love,
Tsaiko

PS - BEING A THREESOME WILL NOT MAKE ME WAVER FROM THIS.

PPS - NOT EVEN IF YOU STICK A DRAGON IN THERE.

PPSS - NO SERIOUSLY. STOP TRYING TO TEMPT ME.

I have been reading a lot of ebooks and original yaoi stories lately. One of the things that annoys me is the "Insta-love" plot. "I've known this guy for a whole three hours and I feel this intense, emotional bond with him." This is especially bad when the entire conversation has consisted of "Do you need a ride?" "Yep. Thanks a lot." *drive awhile* "Want some coffee?" "Sure." I'm sorry, that is not emotional bonding conversation. I'll believe that they have the hots for each other with that, but not a deep emotional bond. And they should not be thinking of spending their lives together forever and evah!

Obviously, I was more annoyed at this than I thought, because my subconscious gave me a dream plot that explains this.

( Even my dreams think your plot is ridiculous )

Alas, I woke up before it went any further. But LOL, that plot.

Okay, why does my mind always come up with the crack ideas while in the shower? Someone please convince me not to start another story based on the idea that super powers are a sexually transmitted disease.

*working on a Young Avengers story*
Tsaiko: So Billy doesn't realize that Dorrek and Teddy are the same...
Miome: Wait. We are not going all Jem and the Holograms on this.
Tsaiko: *cracks up laughing*
Miome: I like Jem. I like Jessica. Waah... my life is so hard.
Tsaiko: Would that make Teddy Jem?
Miome: I think he'd be Jessica actually. Dorrek is Jem.
Tsaiko: You know, he already has the earrings and everything.

I would like to say that this conversation was unusual for us. But it's not. XD

( Dammit Jim, I'm a geologist not a plumber. )

( Why I shouldn't be allowed in the Young Avengers fandom )

Finally, dear weathermen,

I don't know what kind of crack you are smoking, but precipitation that falls when the temperature is 23 degrees (-5 C) is not going to be rain. It may start out as rain, it may even fall as rain, but it sure as hell is going to freeze at some point. Therefore it will either be snow, sleet, or freezing rain. Not rain. Please get a clue.

No love,
Tsaiko

Why do I love Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure so much?

It's really, really terrible. But I think that's what makes it so good.

And I seriously do not need to picture Billy and Teddy from the Young Avengers in it.

EDIT: I also completely forgot that George Carlin was in this movie.

miome and I like to play around with different ideas, especially in the Young Avengers universe. Most of these ideas wind up being AU and a lot of them are full of the crack. And the porn. Definitely the porn. We also give these universes a short name so that when we start running through the plot/ideas, the other knows which universe we're talking about and we don't have to spend a lot of time back tracking and explaining. We have the "Teddy is a stripper" universe, the "War Mage" universe, the "Billy is a vampire" universe and others. The most recent of these is something we've termed the "Billy & Tommy are incubi" universe.

It came to the part in the story where we were trying to figure out just how Billy and Tommy became incubi. There's actually a mostly canon way and a non-canon way of going about this. ( spoiler alert )

The non-canon way has Wanda being a succubus. At which point my sense of humor took over.

"So... instead of the Scarlet Witch, would her code name be the Scarlet Letter?"

I got hit with a pillow and almost smothered with blankets for that one. XD

As a side note, Firefox's automatic spellcheck does not recognize the plural form of incubus (incubi) or succubus (succubi) as a real words. I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. This is the same spell checker that doesn't recognize "leapt" as a real word either. -_-

This is the rough outline of the dream I had this morning when I slept. Yes, I do dream in complete storylines. Most times they even makes sense.

( I don't even know where my mind comes up with this stuff. )

Dear mind,

Why did you give me a story idea where one of the major plot points is a girl accidentally breaking the erect penis off of a hermaphroditic statue? Seriously?

No love,
Tsaiko

I cannot believe that I am contemplating writing this.

How can you resist an article with a headline like this?

Octopuses kinky creatures of sea

So this morning, I had vertigo so bad that I threw up. Always a good way to start the day. I'm still having moments of dizziness, but it's getting better. At least I haven't thrown up any more. miome is a saint, BTW.

Also my cat believes that any time I lay down on the couch, I am obviously doing it so she can lay on me. "You're not feeling well mommy? Oh well. At least you're staying still long enough for me to lay down on you." Thanks cat. -_-

And now for something completely different. You can blame the idea on Miome, but I totally came up with the example. I know half of you are going to click on the LJ cut just for the title alone.

( The Burning BDSM Clown Car Game )

Okay people, comment with the best stories about your characters given this scenario. I'm curious. ^^

Two nights ago it was warm in the apartment. When it's warm at night, I tend to remember my dreams more. I also tend to wake up, go back to sleep, and have multiple dreams that I remember. I only vaguely remember the first dream. There was a demon, a cave, a priest, and some yaoi involved. The clearest thing I remember was one villager turning to the priest and apropos of nothing saying "Remember the time (blank) slept with that guy to get him to stop calling us?" I don't remember the name he said, so I'm going to call him Kevin. It was so completely random (there were no phones and no technology in this world) that it stuck in my mind.

Obviously, it stuck in my mind so much that when I woke up and went back to sleep, I had a dream explaining that line.

( Remember the time Kevin slept with that guy to get him to stop calling us? )

miome said, after I told her the dream, that wouldn't it be funny if Kevin and crazy guy started dating? Of course my mind gave me a continuation of the dream plot where that did happen. But I'll leave it up to your imagination how. XD

EDIT: Edited so that you can actually read the story. Darn quotation marks.

Last night, I had a dream where Dean and Sam had died. Only they were then reincarnated as incestuous redneck hill-billies who were running from the police in a cherry red pick-up truck with a CB antenna large enough to be a hazard to low flying planes. I don't remember why they were running from the police - something to do with a robbery and possibly shooting someone. All I know is that they were taunting the police with clues of where they were heading next written on pages torn out of a Death Note. They had no idea what the Death Note was good for.

I told miome about it this morning. "That would really suck. Can you imagine? 'Dear Officer Gordan...' and miles away, officer Gordan has a heart attack and dies."

XD

Inertia is the only thing that's keeping me going at this point. It's just too much effort to stop.

On my desk, I have a fortune cookie fortune that reads "Today you should be the leader. Things will go your way." This is hysterical when you add "in bed." to the end of it. There's a game I made up for a story called "in bed" that's played in Chinese restaurants. Everyone at the table gets a fortune cookie. Everyone opens it and reads. The phrase "in bed" is added to the end of each one. Whoever gets the best fortune when "in bed" is added, gets a free meal with everyone else chipping in a dollar or just change to pay for it.

Want to sleep and can't.

Dear Inspiration,

You cannot have a guy meet his boyfriend by calling the number written on the wall of a bathroom stall. No, I don't care if it's funny. No, not even if you make is a spell and shoehorn it into the STFU world. The answer is no. Are you listening to me? What am I saying. Of course not. You never listen to me.

No love,
Tsaiko

PS- OMG, you cannot steal that cracktastic plot line and have the boyfriend doing porn films with a group of friends in order to pay for college. THE ANSWER IS NO.

I'm not going to win this one, am I? I have a ton of school work so the actual writing will be put on hold (hopefully, indefinitely).

I've been threatening to write this fic ever since shoiryu started showing me this series. I had forgotten I'd even started it. Slapped the punch line ending on it and am calling it done.

( Driving in my Car, Supernatural fanfic, PG )

There's an Indian restaurant near where I live that every time I go by, I think it's called Heero's. It's not, but my mind keeps trying to insist it is. I find this though vastly amusing. It was bad enough when one of the nearby towns had a "Barton College" (Trowa could totally be a Dean at a college), but this? This is just too much. Can you imagine Heero running an Indian restaurant? What's the special? Self-Destruct Curry?

There is also a flier that someone put up on campus for Eric Church. First time I saw it, I thought it said Elric Church. Then there was a long moment of "OMG, did someone actually establish a Church of Elric?" before I realized I was misreading it. Still, that was an interesting few moments.

I'm going to wait until this weekend before posting the next STFU bit. I'm just too tired to really do it justice. Also, I need to stop obsessively checking the stats page on my Fiction Press account. Yes, self, it's really thrilling that the number of views keeps going up. We do not need to check it 4 times a day.