Jun. 23rd, 2006

lobelia321: (roger milla)
They are through to the second round!! Go, socceroos, go! Oh, my heart. What a game.

Kewlie! You fuckin' beauty!!! The lot o' youse!!!!

Australia!!!!!!!!!!!!!

pics of the ecstasy )

And bonus pics of Ronaldo who is back and who showed 'em, hah! I was getting so tired of all the pundits lambasting Brazil (oh, disappointing; oh, not up to their own standards; oh, fatty Ronaldo just stands around like a lump, why is he even on the team?). Well, Ronaldo, you weigh 90 plus kilos but there are a hundred skinny guys out there and not a one of them has scored as many goals as you! So there!!

Go, Ronaldo!!! You rock! )

LIP GIP

Jun. 23rd, 2006 03:16 pm
lobelia321: (beijos)
My new slashy icon
Oh, and I also made a new football icon. It is rather arcane so I feel impelled to explain it to you all (although I know interest is faint at best but I shall spam and I shall spam and I shall spam, beating my head against the obstinate fandom that is LJ and which, for some bizarre reason, has chosen to be a niche of non-participation at a time when millions the world over, bigger than any other slash fandom [note the word 'other', hoho] on the globe, are going apeshit over the Biggest Fandom of All but LJ sports only a tucked-away sub-group [note the word 'sports'] of not-to-be-quashed fans, most of whom appear to be GERMAN, like ME, and omg, this is the one time every four years that I actually wax strangely patriotic, except when I'm waxing patriotic over AUSTRALIA YOU FUCKIN' BEAUTIES, because when it comes to world sports my countrypeople are so wonderfully generous and not at all bigoted) the meaning of it and its accompanying text.

*Ahem*.

The lips are the beautiful lips of the pretty Cristiano Ronaldo, striker for Portugal and called 'dazzling' by the Men Who Love Men (the MWLM -- see previous posts).

I concocted the text and found its translation after much diligent google-research (*ggg*). It translates as 'I love your kisses', and it is, and this is important, Brazilian Portuguese. Meaning that these words are not spoken by Cristiano Ronaldo who is Portuguese but by a Brazilian who is addressing them to Cristiano Ronaldo, and that Brazilian is, who else, the pretty Kaká.

And just in case you haven't been noticing my picspams over these past days, have some more pics )

I am the Mary Mother
I have discovered that Kaká is my Mary Sue and Cristiano Roberto the boy I want him to do. It's the wanting-to-be and the wanting-to-do which somebody (whose name I can't remember because they came here via metafandom but I promise to look it up a little later! *g* ETA: It was [livejournal.com profile] tansu!) mentioned as a nifty difference. But not one that entirely captures the way the Mary Sue works. Still, it'll do for now and until my brain clears to do a more theoretically-informed MarySue!post. So, for now, I want to be Kaká and do C. Ronaldo.

Except I don't, really, of course. I want to write Kaká pov and have him yearning for C. Ronaldo. C. Ronaldo seems to be the more remote and the more difficult, the more forbidding, the more arrogant and the more cool, so he's trickier to inhabit and it's easier to crawl into Kakás head and have him wanting that. Then the challenge of fiction is to make myself crawl into the more intractable one as well -- but let's start nice 'n' easy! It's always wisest to start with the Mary Sue character pov.

But, being the dyed-in-the-wool slasher that I am, I do not in the least want to 'be' Kaká and 'do' C. Ronaldo. That is the easy explanation of Mary Sue. Slashers are voyeuses. We want to watch! We want to perv on Kaká and C. Ronaldo doing each other. The thing is entirely a third-person thing, even when written in the first or the second. Well, it is for me.

There's another thing wot i'm noticing now that my own son is approaching the age of 13, i.e. an age of many Harrys and Rons in fanfic!! Soon, he will himself be the age of these pretty boys, and I will be the doting Mama, going 'oh, who's the handsomest boy of them all?' So I have a certain maternal fondness for Kaká; he seems like every mother's son, he is Heintje! It's a motherly lust. And if that sounds perverse and weird: mothers out there in LJ land, especially those with sons, perhaps you know what I mean??

Because ultimately, no matter how pretty teh pretty, nobody's as beautiful as my two sonlets. :-)

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