I don't even remember how this fic came about, but I do know that it didn't really go where I wanted it to go anywhere while it was going, but I'm still pretty happy with it? Whatever, it's done enough - not like any of my HINABN fiction ever really feels like it's ended when I'm done with it. Weirdest thing - I just go until I'm done and then that ( Read more... )

Written to go with Pocky's art: link Just a quick little toss-off fic. Probably kinda predictable to those of you who know my stuff; whatever. I still liked writing it.

On another note: I feel I should apologize to myself and every other person who saw How To Train Your Dragon and loved it. I mean really. Really. I'm so, so sorry. Except not. At ( Read more... )

This fic does not exist. I did not write it while at work ( Read more... )

I got into the HINABN fandom after seeing all the entries for the Hanna Is Not a Contest thingy on the HINBN community on y!gallery, so I thought I'd play along and put in some submissions of my own on the contest themes, even though it's too late for a contest.

This is my take on "Adventure." Did I cheat? Hells yes. That's what I do.It should be ( Read more... )

My take on the "can zombies have sex (without important things falling off in the middle)?" question that seems to plague this fandom. Written somewhere between Bangkok and Brussels, but damned if I can remember where. Oh and totally inspired by SpookMouse's fiction (you owe me several pairs of new panties, dear, gawd), but the scene towards the ( Read more... )

Written up in the air somewhere between Mumbai, India and Brussels, Belgium, this is porn of vampires (which I don't write) having hate-sex (which I don't write) involving blood-play (which I don't write). Which is just about friggin' hilarious if you're me and have lost your sense of humor somewhere along the line of losing your sense of where the ( Read more... )