Two really important concerns:
1. Why am I not Rose Lalonde so I can date Kanaya Maryam OR Kanaya Maryam so I can date Rose Lalonde. This would also be win because either way I would be fucking badass and also awesome PLUS I would have a girlfriend who is fucking badass and also awesome.
2. Why does dreamwidth not let us have more than fifteen icons are they trying to force me to delete that extra one of Blaine as Nightbird in order to make a Homestuck one because I SEE WHAT YOU ARE UP TO I am on to you dreamwidth. DON'T MAKE ME DO THAT. *clutches Blaine-as-Nightbird close to heart*

Also I am still too lazy to post fic (cough JohnDave ficlet) and also too lazy to actually finish any of the six short ones I have started. Don't even talk to me about the multi-chapter one it was supposed to be done by now and it is at 10,000 words and the plot hasn't even started yet at all.
Is there any particular one anyone would care about reading? Maybe that would motivate me to work on one at a time versus trying to write like a million things at once. 
In no particular order: Quinntana ft. the Unholy Trinity and Rachel, based off of "This Is What Makes Us Girls," which is almost done and is betaed and everything I need to write like two more scenes, "Summertime Sadness," onesided Wilde Rose in which Kitty writes angsty letters from cheercamp and doesn't send them, "Born to Die" in which Kanaya contacts a version of Rose that's on a doomed timeline, "Young and Beautiful" in which Erica Reyes is being haunted by Laura Hale's ghost, or "Blue Velvet" which is ALL THE QUINNCEDES FLUFF. 
And yes they are all totally based off of Lana Del Rey songs/Lana Del Rey covers of songs I'm calling it a series in order to regain my dignity. 

AN: Here is the aforementioned weird Allydia schmoop inspired by a Lana Del Rey song. You know what you're getting into. Lyrics from "Off to the Races" by Lana Del Rey. Unbeta'd, just finished, if there are any major errors they're all mine. Not really triggery at all (considering the show this surprised even me), slight hypervigilance and allusions to stalking. Part One in a series of femslash ficlets based on Lana Del Rey songs.

Summary: For one night, they've got a full tank of gas and Allison can't even care if her dad'll be mad anymore. Allison and Lydia and one knife just in case, a crossbow, ten arrows that they aren't going to use, and the road.

                Love You but I’m Goin’ Down

               

               It’s cold outside and foggy and low in Allison’s stomach there’s something trying to push out of her skin and fly from her mouth. She tightens her belt a notch, tucks her feet underneath her and grips her bedsheets so she won’t fall, like riding a rollercoaster without seatbelts, the rickety wooden one the first time she ever went to an amusement park
               ( He's out there )

I have five thousand words written of the Klaine/Samcedes thing, two thousand of which I wrote today. I should probably read it over and make sure that all these words make sense, but for now I'll just look at the number and be satisfied. ( crossovers are fun and theater is dangerous )