The Half Blood Prince's Potions Book

A few updates to keep you going:

Here are the pictures I was asked for with my new booby-squeezer. You can see my booby-mole! Ooh! So intimate! No, it is. Nobody but me has seen that mole, it is literally 2cm away from my nipple. That's how close it comes. O.O I am wearing my Trunks wig here, because my hair is in a state of near-death. I'll be dying and cutting it probably tomorrow night or the day after! Ishida hair!

( I have no idea why it uploaded this one sidewards... )

Also, here is my desktop. I made it yesterday when I was procrastinating, and thought I'd show it off. It's really dull because I just got this computer.

( Desktop cut )

Finally, I will share this with you:

"Whatever it was that was there -- he needed to see it; to find out what it was. It was a dominating hunger -- a vociferous, all consuming desire that threatened to overwhelm him if he didn't pursue it. That thing on the edge of his vision pressed against his consciousness eagerly, urging him to try again -- again and again and again. It promised that it would reveal itself when the conditions were right. Ishida longed for it -- like a drug -- desperate to feel the thrill shoot through his veins as his skin burned against Ichigo's and he fell into that topsy turvy reality for just a few stolen moments."

I spoil you.

I made a new icon. I spent today...I don't know what I spent today doing. I napped on my horse, and went looking for pretty pictures and didn't watch Primevil because I hate those bloody 'freaky monsters from the future' episodes. *irritated* And I have done nothing. Doodled Renji and Byakuya? Blah. Blah is four letters of Bleach. Oh yeah, random now. I will achieve something in the next three hours. I will.

My boobie squeezer came today! I don't mean that I'm going to pop them like balloons, hahah. Just squish them into submission, and therefore stop my Ishida costume from being 'top heavy'. It's really the most awesome thing. Now you see them, now you don't. I should not be so epically pleased to have purchased something that squishes my assets into non-existence, but really, it is the best thing ever. *pleased as punch*

Okay, I am done fangirling my post now. Where were we? Oh yeah - doing work so that I can write fanfic later. Hah.

Stop looking at me like that, Shirosaki. I know you want him, but if you could just be patient a little longer, I would appreciate it.

Edit: I am listening to extremely old music, due to the historical rut I seem to have sunk myself into. Oh, hallo Mr. Presley - fancy meeting you here. *-*

Title: Reflections
Author: regasssa 
Requestee: traitorousrat 
Pairing: Szayel/Yylfordt (implied Grimmjow/Szayel)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Tentacles, non/dub-con, bondage, penetration (in more ways than one), misuse of the Lord's Prayer (I am fully accountable for this one), swearing, violence.
Prompt: genes
Summary: Szayel wants to teach Yylfordt a few things, and perhaps punish him for his betrayal


( From the same one life; my heart sleeps beside your own, reflecting your glow. )

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wOCLE6ru1jY

I found the clip that almost killed me last month. I LOVE Genius.

Written with the H/C Ishida Challenge in mind, only I didn't take any prompts because fuck, I just needed to write something to clear my head out a bit.

Title: The Soft Centre of Kurosaki Ichigo
Author: regasssa 
Pairing: Ichigo/Ishida (implied Szayel/Ishida)
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1064
Warnings: Language and implied violence
Summary: Uryuu discovers what's really soft about Kurosaki Ichigo.
A/N: I just started writing words which came into my head last night because I was feeling particularly undone. This isn't really fic, therefore, it's more a train of thought, or words strung together, in a way that resembles fic but was really intended as a way to let off the pressure building in my head. If it's also read and enjoyed by other people then dayum, that just makes me happy. Maybe crossposted, but we'll see.

( And with my warm lips -- as winter cold hearts shatter -- I welcome you home. )

I am dead. President Obama's speech officially killed me. I don't know what to do with the rest of my day now. Just...blink blink.

So I will ask, since a lot of you seem to be involved in RPs. Here is what I've established from looking through Bleach RPs and deciding they aren't for me:

RP stuffs:

( Explanations of what I am looking for under the cut )
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So if you have any ideas, tell me! I'm looking for a community, or several, which fit this kind of specification. Something to fill in the long summer afternoons that have started crawling in on me. Please help me? If there is something you can think of, I need you to enthuse me about it. Tell me how active it is, how nice the other players are, how much fun you're having. Tell me about the current storyline arc and tell me what characters you'd love to see and tell me how much you want me to be there. Because I am seriously clutching at straws now. I didn't know it was so hard to find.

Author:regasssa 
Title: Dressing Up Games
Pairing: Aizen/Grimmjow, implied Aizen/Ulquiorra
Requestee: betnhe 
Rating: PG
Words: <1000
Warnings: None. I cried. Crossdressing, maybe. OH  HEY! Grimmjow and Ulquiorra are both over 18 in this fic, because I say that the students of Aizen's Wizarding School go up to that age, kay? *sigh* Stupid laws, and stupid LJ ruining my fun.
Prompt: Grimmjow is one of the older boys from Durmstrang, visiting Hogwarts for the Triwizard tournament. For some reason he becomes the favorite target of Fred & George's pranks. Why do they target him? And what happens when they go too far?
(of course, you may include Ulquiorra if you want to XD)
Author's Notes: I strayed a bit far away from the original prompt here in that it's not actually got much of the twins in it (I can't help it, the idea of Aizen as the headmaster of Durmstrang opened up all these kinds of posibilities for me...) So I apologise in advance. It's also short.
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo and Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and her sharks - I  mean, publishers. I make no money from the use of them at all. Shame, huh?


( I'm a bad person... )