Around a thousand years ago in fandom-time (in real time, it was around the end of 2008), a meme ripped through the Psych_Slash community that couldn't be stopped. "Put your music on shuffle," they said, "and write little fics for the first ten songs you hear."

Well, how are you supposed to not instantly have that on the brain every time you hear a ( Read more... )

Wow. Livejournal. It's been a... long time, it turns out. I kind of fell off the face of the internet, doing non-fandom writing and having a job and all that good stuff, but then I watched the Avengers movie and then I watched Thor and then I fell down the rabbit hole of fandom again and, well, here I am.

This story is fucking weird. It's born of ( Read more... )

 
( Divergence )

 
( Disguised )

 
( Peter + Sylar drabble )

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Sylar escapes Kirby Plaza, clinging to life. He recuperates slowly. But there's still this loose thread - an unwound spring, perhaps, in the back of his mind. He is insane, after all, and he has decided that everything went wrong because of Mohinder.

Sylar starts watching him, from a distance. He's always been good at it. It isn't until ( Read more... )

The New Year has come and gone before Matt leaves the precinct. A double shift over New Years’ - not an assignment anyone looks for, but Matt’s trying to prove himself, doing all he can to get into this department’s good graces. His transfer from Los Angeles to New York has gone smoothly, much more smoothly than he had any right to expect. He ( Read more... )

Peter is dangerous. You know this. He gives you those broad shiny smiles when he’s happy, when you’re doing what he wants, and you feel like you’ve succeeded. But the thing about smiles is how easily they fade. And they do. When you fail to live up to Peter’s standards, that delicate brow furrows. The mouth goes tight. One of two attitudes ( Read more... )

The Gap

Sometimes Nathan wakes up in strange places.

Occasionally he jerks upright on the couch in his office in the Capitol with faint memories of horrible dreams. The dreams are so strong sometimes he can almost taste the blood in his mouth. He keeps imagining horrific deaths, awful ways the abilities he's tried so hard to protect could go ( Read more... )

Okay. This was... kind of instant. I've cleaned it up just a little, but I can't make any promises. Also, it's not a true drabble, as far as I know. It's short. And incestuous.

Title: Sharks and Vinyl
Fandom: Heroes
Pairing: Nathan/Peter
Rating: R
Warnings: You should know by now.

The bedroom door slammed open. Peter startled at the mirror, dropping his ( Read more... )