I am writing Rooney/C.Ronaldo fic *is doomed*

I woke up this morning with a ready-written Wayne Rooney/Cristiano Ronaldo fic in my head.

Yes!!! Inspired by that shove. And by badgermonkey's anti-Ronaldo raging. And by journalfen users' comments on footballing hate!sex.

And by just me. *g* Those of you who've known me for a while will not be surprised, I suspect. :-D

The final straw that toppled my Rooney-resistance was that it suddenly occurred to me that writing Rooney may prove to be helpful in writing Dudley in my HP opus. Because I've been concerned that my Dudley was getting to be too nice and out of character. So my first thought was: "Yes, Rooney hate!fic." But my second thought was: "No! Rooney-pov fic!"

So. I will jump over my own shadow and I will be Wayne Rooney.

It's not as if I haven't done this before. I've written Viggo Mortensen, after all... *winks*

( pics )

Will post Cristiano Ronaldo/Kaká gorgeousness within hours and will try and get Rooney/Ronaldo written and posted before Wednesday's game.

Hohoho. And here I was thinking it was all about the pretty!! Well, in my world, I guess, the hobbit stand-ins and the orcs and the wraith are never far away...

Also, for those of you who like spam of teh pretteh: I just discovered yanks02's Cristiano Ronaldo gallery.

omg liek 111 *dissolves*

death in the garden

It is very hot here. The air is like outback air. The guinea pigs had lots of water and fresh food and hay. I thought it would be cooler for them in their hutch than in the run.

When I went to get them out into the run just now, Polly was dead. We revived Truffle by holding her under the garden tap but she is sitting very still and breathing fast and not hopping about nor drinking.

I am disturbed by this. T'sons will be home from school soon. They are the owners of the guinea pigs.

techie question

Does anybody know how I can view a .wmv video file on my ibook? I have OSX Tiger and QuickTime and DVDdoctor (for converting .avi files) and VLC. But none of these wants to open the .wmv file.

Any ideas??? *smiles hopefully*

P.S. One of t'sons has come home from school and took the death of the guinea pig very calmly. He reminded us of what the vet had said, that g-pigs die very suddenly, without warning.

FIC: "Half-time" (Cristiano Ronaldo/Kaka) 18/NC-17

Title: Half-time
Author: lobelia321
Fandom: Football
Pairing: Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro / Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite (aka Kaká)
Rating: 18 (US rating: NC-17)
Length: c. 6,000 words
Archive: Beautiful Games, My niche
Feedback: Yes, please! Even if it is only one line -- one word, even!
Disclaimer: I do not know these people. This is a piece of amateur fiction. None of this ever happened. I am making no money.
Summary: Cristiano Ronaldo, in his hotel room in Germany, turned over onto his stomach, his fists trapped against his belly, and tried not to think of Kaká.
Author Notes: Set during the World Cup 2006, between the Portugal/Netherlands and the Portugal/England games. Written before the Portugal/England game. Thanks to everyone who encouraged the writing of this fic. :-) Pics and notes on canon resources used at the end.

( Half-time )

weather sunset hot

The sky is flaming wine-red and steely orange against a pale azure and turquoise. It is quite striking. Long thin streaks of dark-blue-grey cloud stream across the sky at a low level.

The air is still hot from today. The garden was like a furnace. Not much of a breeze (unlike yesterday which was truly glorious). The grass is beige or just hard dirt.

Skin sticks to skin. Garbage starts smelling earlier than usual. Food goes off. Yesterday, I left the butter outside after breakfast and when I came to clear it off, it was soup. The cutlery burnt my hand, it was so hot.

why do I see this just before I go to bed?

Insane C.Ronaldo pics with his pants down and surrounded by drag queens.

I will perhaps download them and do a proper pic spam tomorrow. Now I most off to bed!

Um. Does it seem as if my erstwhile lofty football obsession has morphed or descended into a pure pretty-boy lustfest?

I am actually in a state about Germany/Italy tomorrow. This is all manic activity to keep myself occupied. *tears out hair with the anticipation of it all*

I was going to say some really deep things about writing rps, writing about explosions, working through the Dom/Orli via the Kaká/C.Ronaldo, the patriarchy of football, the invention of the penalty shoot-out by the Bavarian Karl Wald in 1970, the first setting-out of football rules in 1848 in Trinity College, Cambridge, the demise of guinea pigs, the progress of my book and other things of great ideological and intellectual significance but somehow, instead, I drooled over some Madeiran's meaty thighs and exposed buttocks.