green_dreams | Entries tagged with icons

In the future, I should probably not start on the last third of a Dennis Lehane novel before going to sleep. It is inconducive to relaxation.

(Also, iconed a quote in the book that had me grinning a bit:

I'd have used it here--I did on DW--but my paid account expired on LJ, and I am not paying for more-than-six-icons right now, dammit.)

Abby is being grouchy, and I suspect it has something to do with our cat-sitting Gizmo; will see. And it's currently -22°C (-30 with the windchill[1]), so I am thinking that perhaps it is a day to get as many things possible done from inside the house.
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[1]-7°F/-22, for those of you not using metric.

I played a bit of Fallout 3 on... Monday, I think. Touring the Capitol Wasteland and sticking my nose in abandoned factories to see what would bite it off. Would have gotten killed if it wasn't for Dogmeat, who single-handedly (pawedly? jawedly?) dispatched the feral ghoul reaver that was still doing just fine after being hit by a Nuka-Cola Grenade[1].

(Who's the best puppy ever? You are. Yes you are!)

He didn't even need healing afterwards. I paused the game and went downstairs to make startled noises at John.

Anyway. Had a bit of time before knitting tonight, and... eh, well.

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[1] The second most damaging weapon in the game, after a mini-nuke. "Imagine the look on your enemy's face when they're burning alive in an explosion of effervescent cola and fruit flavors!" Have said repeatedly that Fallout 3 is not a patch on F:NV, but dear god the dialogue sometimes. O.o

Current Mood: happy

Small things are cute. I started browsing, and... eh, you know how it goes.

( Includes rodents and snakes. )

Current Mood: content

Thank is all, thank you. :D

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Current Mood: happy

So,

rachel2205 made fairytale icons.

And I started going through Google images, seeing what various permutations of a search on dark fairy tale got you.

...I had more. I cut it down from 160.

( Icons. )

Current Mood: accomplished

Voldemort, hell. I'd name him Steerpike.

(A note: while the kitty in the picture is fine and has healed, he has had surgery to amputate his nose and ears. A heads-up so as not to startle.)

( Too much time^W focus. )

(Yes, I know there is cryingly minimal image variation, and I know I should probably really do some kink-friendly icons after this. I just sort of had to get them out there. May revise in the a.m.-- oh, wait, it is the a.m. After dawn, then.)

( Cut for allusions to abusive relationships. )

Seriously. Kink-friendly stuff later. (And hey, at least I learnt how to animate text...)