If you are friending me for reasons unrelated to fic, you might want to filter out the tags "Merlin", "Torchwood", "Star Trek", and "Harry Potter". That should take care of 90% of it, and I'm very good at tagging.

I tag stuff a lot. I have rec lists and stuff. Tags are how you should find them, if you care for them.

The "junk I wrote" tag will mostly ( Read more... )

I don't remember you well
You were never like the other children's friends
You were quiet.

( Hush )

It's stupid. It's a disadvantage in a fight, and if anyone finds out, the consequences -- screaming, and Jesus what it is with people and that? -- aren't going to be pretty. The relief is immediate, though, and even alcohol is just a slow stupor. It's how people describe being high, a quiet calm that's got nothing to do with reality, but there's no ( Read more... )

Here. I need these all the damn time, but can rarely recall that they're called "alt key codes". I should memorize them more.

(Some extra search terms in case I lose this: letters, letter, accent, accents, umlaut, umlauts, umlauten.)

( A work in progress. Refer to my last haiku-post for disclaimers/a definition of the word )

( TL;DR forward/disclaimer )

My soul is full with it;
Obeisance, conviction encompassing, biting. Dazed.
My chest heaves, too much breath.

I function on fixed, chill judgment,
Purity of sentiment; engulfed in fervor.
My heart reels, my thoughts drown.

I resurface, alert? -- but still devout.
Dredged, I am still human, whole;
My face prickles in remembered epiphany.

I am engulfed, and I ( Read more... )

Title: Aspie!Reid drabbles?
Rating: Terribly PG
Pairing: Sort of M/R preslash?
Note: I lack the creativity to come up with original scenarios, so unless Reid starts exhibiting signs of an auditory processing disorder or I find a particularly ingenious prompt, I'm out of muse at two, for now.

( Drabble one: Screening )

I really like this one, so I fixed it up a little. The original is also my own work, from 27 October, 2010.
Comments/criticism encouraged, but I wrote this for myself, and no one else.

( I don't want to exist. )

From the Wyrmrest Accord 100-word story prompt a while ago, here (yes, I'm Ysmay). Since I'm not playing WoW anymore, and I kind of liked this, I figured I should archive it here.

( The dim halls of Gnomeregan. )