This is a fic journal, so presumably, you're here to read the fic! Everything I write is archived at Skyehawke upon completion, but also listed below by pairing and with ratings. So far, only Harry Potter fics here, though that may eventually change.
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OMG, does anyone know how hard it is to have a nice, normal, gay scooter club meeting and ride around the lake on your adorable gay scooters, when suddenly legions of the undead start pursuing you and you don't even have windows or doors to lock ( Read more... )

My mental picture of Percy has just been irrevocably shattered.

I am lying here on my stomach in our lovely if slightly over-the-top canopy bed, with the laptop in front of me, pretending to be working on editing my HD_hols fic so that it includes more, you know, H/D, but really reading my flist. imogenelovelace is using the small of my back as a pillow while ( Read more... )

My thesis is finally submitted! At 130 pages, it's the longest thing I've written... although, that's depressing and I hope to remedy it soon by writing something even longer that I hate considerably less ( Read more... )

I think what Marauder fans forget all-too-often is that the 70s were a period of intensely awesome hair... and also, glam wasn't the only music out there. Not even England, for all that it seems alluring and cultured, escaped the musical sophistication of American 70s pop.

For the record, this is absolutely the sort of facial hair that I envision ( Read more... )

Visoka was an absolute dear and wrote me a drabble, and I wanted to post a link to it here because it's beyond lovely and was absolutely a bright spot in my somewhat emotastic week.
Gilt by Visoka - Percy/Fleur, G.
It's gorgeous and beyond amazing descriptions, it pulls off Percy pining in such a stark and angry way that I truly find it believable ( Read more... )

We had extensive bathtub drainage issues, and the general building fix-it-guy came by, to no avail. Then, last week and early this week, the offically designated plumber came to fix the drain, as overseen by our landlady (our very, very Christian landlady ( Read more... )

Ta dah! It's Chris Rankin! (Yes, THAT Chris Rankin. As in, Chris "Percy Weasley" Rankin!) In fishnets, a negligee, panties and a bra! Doing Rocky Horror!!

( OK, I added an ljcut out of the principle of the thing, but seriously, there is absolutely no reason you don't want to see these lovely, lovely photos, because they could not contain more Yay if it were Verily Pastede On! )

I wrote out this entire meme, then accidentally deleted it. Woe. A more concise rewrite follows.

1. Take your OTP.

( I discover that I have an OTP, to no one's great surprise but my own. )