my fictional character date :D
Aug. 28th, 2003 01:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sarea
Hahahahhaa. I have amused and embarrassed myself at the same time. So waaaaaay back in July of last year (yes, 2002 for those of you who are just getting off work and are brain dead), I had just sort of/kind of gotten into reading HP fic (wow, I can't believe it's been so long), and this one meme was going around that included the question, You have a hot date with the fic character of your dreams. Who is it? What do you guys do on said date? And what are you wearing? I answered it in my other journal (since this one didn't exist!), but it's really more fitting for this one, since you guys are likely to understand and empathize. At the time, my XF buddies were like O_o
Okay, so I got a little creative with my answer. Is that a crime? And my only opportunity to Mary Sue. I had to! It was the question! *snicker*
Who: Since everyone will choose Mulder, and since I'm not all that into him at the moment, I won't choose him. I'd pick Lex, but then Jade would claw my eyes out and that would be no fun. So I'm going with Draco Malfoy, who is so unbelievably hot. (He'll be in his 20s when this happens, btw.)
What we will do on our date: He will take me someplace outrageously expensive to show off his wealth, which means that I will probably be wearing something expensive and elegant. A long dress -- probably black, though I wouldn't mind wearing a solid color (nothing with prints). I will probably have a wrap, because I love wraps and this will be one of the few times when one will actually go with my outfit. I will wear tasteful, valuable jewelry that he probably gave me. I will also wear shoes that hurt like a motherfucker but are worth it because they look so incredibly sexy.
He will smirk a lot and be unbearably arrogant. He will be funny and smart, graceful and gorgeous. He will be indifferent to the people he believes are below him, sneer at those he dislikes, and accept it as his due when everyone gawks at him in pure lust. He will impress me with his biting wit and his ability to keep cool in the face of undesirable circumstances.
He will be an asshole. I will be hurt and teary. He will feel contrition for his cold manner, which is the result of harsh childhood lessons that consisted of: having to look up to a father who no one should look up to; having material possessions but no warm hugs; accepting a fate he's given no choice in; and parents who didn't love him and treated him carelessly in all the ways that count. I will let him think he's lost me forever. He will make cutting, sarcastic remarks to hide his pain. He will kiss me in anger; in desperation; in hate; in love; in anguish. I will let him. I will not be able to -- nor want to -- resist his silver-blond hair, his cruel smile, his icy gray eyes.
We will go back to his cold, vacant manor and retreat to his immaculate bedroom. We will light a roaring fire in the fireplace and have white-hot reconciliation sex on his 360-thread count Egyptian cotton sheets.
We will never be bored.
Happy Birthday,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
corianderstem!!!!!
ETA (because I don't want to spam everyone with another post): I am huuuuugely stressed right now, with a ton of work that's completely backed up, and I actually wouldn't mind working all night on it, except that I have put off until today the major cleaning that I have to do! *rips hair* I also have a conference call with Japan at 10:30pm (how wrong is that) and an 8am conference call with France. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY. Please, ladies and gentlemen who are reading this, learn from my example and SHUN the devil Procrastination.
However, this made me smile (in fear):ropo and jade_okelani just called, giggling, asking what size panties I wear. Ummm ... WTF? This is either some horrible prank that will end in my total abject humiliation, or they are buying me panties. But why? Why are you guys buying me underwear? I hardly know you.
Okay, so I got a little creative with my answer. Is that a crime? And my only opportunity to Mary Sue. I had to! It was the question! *snicker*
Who: Since everyone will choose Mulder, and since I'm not all that into him at the moment, I won't choose him. I'd pick Lex, but then Jade would claw my eyes out and that would be no fun. So I'm going with Draco Malfoy, who is so unbelievably hot. (He'll be in his 20s when this happens, btw.)
What we will do on our date: He will take me someplace outrageously expensive to show off his wealth, which means that I will probably be wearing something expensive and elegant. A long dress -- probably black, though I wouldn't mind wearing a solid color (nothing with prints). I will probably have a wrap, because I love wraps and this will be one of the few times when one will actually go with my outfit. I will wear tasteful, valuable jewelry that he probably gave me. I will also wear shoes that hurt like a motherfucker but are worth it because they look so incredibly sexy.
He will smirk a lot and be unbearably arrogant. He will be funny and smart, graceful and gorgeous. He will be indifferent to the people he believes are below him, sneer at those he dislikes, and accept it as his due when everyone gawks at him in pure lust. He will impress me with his biting wit and his ability to keep cool in the face of undesirable circumstances.
He will be an asshole. I will be hurt and teary. He will feel contrition for his cold manner, which is the result of harsh childhood lessons that consisted of: having to look up to a father who no one should look up to; having material possessions but no warm hugs; accepting a fate he's given no choice in; and parents who didn't love him and treated him carelessly in all the ways that count. I will let him think he's lost me forever. He will make cutting, sarcastic remarks to hide his pain. He will kiss me in anger; in desperation; in hate; in love; in anguish. I will let him. I will not be able to -- nor want to -- resist his silver-blond hair, his cruel smile, his icy gray eyes.
We will go back to his cold, vacant manor and retreat to his immaculate bedroom. We will light a roaring fire in the fireplace and have white-hot reconciliation sex on his 360-thread count Egyptian cotton sheets.
We will never be bored.
Happy Birthday,
corianderstem!!!!!ETA (because I don't want to spam everyone with another post): I am huuuuugely stressed right now, with a ton of work that's completely backed up, and I actually wouldn't mind working all night on it, except that I have put off until today the major cleaning that I have to do! *rips hair* I also have a conference call with Japan at 10:30pm (how wrong is that) and an 8am conference call with France. THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY. Please, ladies and gentlemen who are reading this, learn from my example and SHUN the devil Procrastination.
However, this made me smile (in fear):
ropo and jade_okelani just called, giggling, asking what size panties I wear. Ummm ... WTF? This is either some horrible prank that will end in my total abject humiliation, or they are buying me panties. But why? Why are you guys buying me underwear? I hardly know you.
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Date: 2003-08-28 11:07 pm (UTC)Muahahahaahhhhhh. But we know you, Sarea Okelani. We know you.