Okay, do you know what happens when I marathon the Lord of the Rings movies, whilst also rereading the books, whilst also rewatching due South episodes in my spare time and trying to focus on one dS fic project long enough to actually get things written? HORRIBLE THINGS HAPPEN, that is what ( Read more... )

How Aria spends (the bits in her day that are) free time when she's done with her homework, Exhibit A: ( Doctor Who characters with daemons, picspam edition! )

And, uh, while Emma's in class I am entertaining myself as best I can. The following was dashed out in ten minutes (is approx. 300 words) and is therefore not even remotely worth putting up on the fic journal, but it amused me, so here it is: Whofic, more or less, inspired by a conversation Emma and I had last night.

( He'd been in exile for-- oh, not too long, now. )

You know what I think would make a brilliant story?

The following is the précis for a novel. However, it’s long enough to be a short story in its own right (four pages in Word), so it’s politely behind a cut. And, for great woe, it will never actually be written, so what you see is what you get.

( Colin; the gypsy girl; Julie; Myla; Annabelle. )

So! Remember this entry? Gift comics! Um, so far I've only got four requests, so this's what I'm posting now, but the offer stands until the end of the year.

For androidlovesong: ( Good Omens/Buffy crossover: the meeting of Spike and Crowley, complete with little MS Paint Cheekbones of (Not-Really-Because-It's-Paint) Gorgeous Doom )

Remember that Story for Myla Goldberg thing I wrote? This is like that. Only with less actual quotage and more ghosties. The same amount of crack, though.

( Miranda )