Oh sweet Jesus I just saw the worst production of Streetcar Named Desire: deconstructed and experimental and set in Blanche's psyche and EXTRAORDINARILY OBVIOUS IN ALL POSSIBLE WAYS. Awkward nontouching giggly pseudosaucy tango between Blanche and Mitch with Blanche purring "Whitmannnnn...Poe" into his face and flicking him with a red carnation?  ( Read more... )

Just came home after a long and semiproductive (~800 words of a fic about a certain character, falalala) train ride-and can I just say, nothing's lonely like being in TOTAL ARTISTIC SWOON by yourself in public? Before boarding, I spent a straight hour-plus listening to "Welcome Home, Son" by Radical Face (aka the song at the end of Skins, which I  ( Read more... )

First gift of advent calendar '10 up in here! a.k.a. If y'all want to get grabbyhands with my creative-brain/request reprieves from the Borgia deluge, you can still have them!

For sophieisgod, my no. 1 Arcadia darling:


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catastrophe and the cure. angel. pg. wesley wyndam-price, wes/cordy.
She smiles at him, big and bright and still disarming every time he forgets he should be accustomed to seeing it every day.

impact and division. arcadia. pg. septimus hodge, septimus/thomasina. (comment fic, for the doomed ship ficathon)
It happened in increments, and it mattered in ( Read more... )

I just wrote Arcadia fic.

I just wrote Thomasina Coverly fic. Thomasina/Septimus fic.

I JUST WROTE A MOTHERFUCKING THOMASINA/SEPTIMUS FIC OVER AT LADY FEST, WHICH IS WHY LADY FEST IS THE BEST THING TO HAVE EVER HAPPENED.

THAT IS ALL I'VE GOT:

ARCADIA, FUCK YEAH. ♥

(It's just. You know when you love something so much it's not even reasonable, and you're ( Read more... )