Ok, I have no damn clue WHY (mayhaps because of the disturbing development on Heroes) but I have a sudden craving for Sark/Vaughn post-Alias-series-finale fic. As in, Sydney and Vaughn have 2.5 kids and are semi-retired and Sark's still on the loose and sexy as hell.
And I mean ANYTHING. Well-written, badly written, second-person, from Sark's POV, ( Read more... )

You ever have one of those days? Where you wake up at an ungodly hour from one of the most vivid, complex dreams EVER and you know you HAVE to write it down RIGHT NOW, but you daren't venture for paper so you scribble it down on a tiny post-it-note pad for half an hour, meticulously making sure you can read your handwriting, and when you're finally ( Read more... )

My friend left today. He’s not coming back. I got wicked depressed. I gave him a paper crane and a hug, and I watched him get into his car and drive off. I felt like I’d just watched the Ninth Doctor regenerate into Ten.

I didn’t love him … but he was one of my best friends. I didn’t know his name until a few weeks ago. We’d really only just ( Read more... )