Gnnnnneh

[loony_moony]

Bored bored bored. So unbelievably fucking bored.

Entertain me please! Rec me a friend, write me a drabble about one of my userpics, rec me a fic, please!

Otherwise I'll just go madder than I already am. >:)

Comments

community rec

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

erised_diaries

Re: community rec

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

Oooh, thanks! I was actually going to raid your rec list, but hey, if you don't want me to, I'll go to that community instead! >:D

Re: community rec

[emmagrant01.livejournal.com]

*grins* The rec list is also good, of course. But I assumed you'd already exhausted that particular resource...

Re: community rec

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

Well, I started exhausting it, yes, but I heard that lately you've updated it! :D

[lazy-daze.livejournal.com]

Uhhhhhhhh. I never know what to rec to you as you've probably already read it :-? did you ever read Aja's latest H/D, The Sparrow Prince (http://www.livejournal.com/users/wayfairer/418342.html)? It was lovely ♥

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

Aw, thank you. I have read it already, but still thanks. ;-*

(actually, that wasn't really H/D, that fic. Not one kiss! :/)

[lazy-daze.livejournal.com]

Well I thought you might have ;D but worth a shot. And it was w00by enought to be H/D! *defiant* :P

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

Have you checked storge_space yet?

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

YOu could say that, yes. :D

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

Didja see Draco's latest post there?

Anyway, here's some amusement for you. A ficlet inspired by the "ph34r my c00king skillz" icon.

Harry Cooking Fetish:

A rich aroma welcomed Draco in as he Apparated into the apartment he and Harry lived in. He sneaked up on Harry and thanked God, Merlin and his Apparition instructor for his ability to Apparate silently as he wrapped his arms around him, making harry jump.

There weren't many things that could cause Harry to jump out of his skin like that, and people sneaking up on him was one of them.

Draco chuckled. "What are you cooking?"

"Y'know, I hate it when you do that."

"You should see yourself. You always fall for that."

Harry picked a spaghetti from the pot and flinged it at Draco. It landed on Draco's cheek.

Draco grabbed it and quickly tasted it. "You're using olive oil."

"I thought it would be nice."

"Oh, it is nice." He stood closer to Harry, so he could be aware of exactly how nice it was. Draco harboured a not-so-secret Harry-Cooking fetish. He lost count of how many times they had needed to strategically lock the kitchen's door while they had people at their place, just because Harry stood like that in front of the stove, cooking.

Draco shivered and with great effort and reluctance, he detached himself from Harry and sat down on the chair. Draco knew how much Harry hated being disturbed while cooking. Harry was already making huffy indignated noises at Draco.

Draco decided to go to the fridge and dig out the parmesan cheese that had to be there. Harry stirred something in the pot and tapped his wand against it.

The pot made a funny squelching sound.

Harry huffed.

Draco knew that huff. It meant something like, 'I did something really stupid to the food, it's ruined and we'll have to call for a pizza.'

"Draco, I-"

"I'll do the honours," Draco offered. Last time they called the pizza place, Harry had spent almost two hours discussing the proper flour-yeast-water ratio for a good pizza.

*

Dinner had consisted of two large pizzas and a lot of Butterbeer, but as soon as they were done eating, Harry quickly waved his wand at the empty cardboard trays, making them disappear and vanished into the kitchen again.

Draco stayed sprawled on the sofa, having little inclination to move.

But he did want another butterbeer, and accioing one would mean running the risk of making Harry duck out of the bottle's way and disturbing whatever it is that he was cooking now.

So Draco got up and walked to the kitchen. The sight that greeted Draco when he entered the kitchen took his breath away.

There stood Harry, his sleeves folded up past his elbows, wearing the "Shag the Cook!" apron Draco had given him, with a small flour-induced smudge on his cheek.

Harry was kneading dough on the countertop.

In an instant, Draco was there, licking the smudge and then licking other bits of Harry. He could feel Harry respond, but Harry, infuriatingly enough, went on with the kneading for a few moments more. Then he placed the dough in a bowl, covered it with a towel and turned around to face Draco.

They hardly made it to the bed, where they spent quite a lot of time definitely not cooking.

Draco hid a small smile when, hours later, Harry stumbled back to bed, shoving his cold feet between Draco's warm ones and doing the same with his hands, and declared that his bread was ruined.

~The End~

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

Heeee! Obssessed-Cook!Harry and naughty Draco! <3333! :D

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

:-)

[kurla88.livejournal.com]

Omg that is so cute. *hearts* Post it somewhere!

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

Have you checked out storge_space yet?

[mimbulus.livejournal.com]

*smacks computer*

[magic-at-mungos.livejournal.com]

Go read this. It's the first chapter of a WIP and it's great.

Friend recs

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

If you like sistermagpie you'll probably like no_remorse.
If you like florahart you'll probably like ficbymarks.
An artist you might like is h1larity.

Woo!

Re: Friend recs

[loony-moony.livejournal.com]

:D Thank you! :D