Okay, so I've been writing this thing set in SPACE. SPACE LIKE A SPACE THING. It's called Echo Four, and this is my Echo post. HEREIN WILL BE CONTAINED BIGASSED PLAYLIST AND THE FIRST BIT OF THE STORY. No regular schedule because I write like a geriatric orangutan with no internet connection, but I think I can see this one going places, which is ( Read more... )

Oh fuck you brain and body, I'm not going to let you ruin my chance of losing weight. You can shut up and stop being stupid.

Also, the sheer amount of people who don't know how to spell simple words actually fucking astounds me.

rororor I have my rageface on.

Oh look, short CSI Miami fic. Spoilers (major) for season two and three. Episode tag for Innocent and Game Over.

I don't even know WHY I wanted to write this so badly, but I did. Wah. It's badly written, I apologise. I am halfway through my wine though, so that might have something to do with it. :D

( In the end, every man was found wanting. )

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Also, I'm still doing free animated fandom icons, if anyone wants one! Examples etc at the link.

The only one who could ever reach me
was the son of a severedscythe man.

Which song was this lyric from?

Go see this.
And then this And you will discover why I am a HORRIBLE PERSON.

DEAR INTERNET

DO YOU LIKE ME?

Nsfw or also lungs.

There are some places in the world where, if you stand in them, you see things human beings were not meant to see. Burnt bodies, like moving Hiroshima Lovers, shambling along after people as they walked down the street, smoking and killing their lungs. Winged people with teeth as sharp as knives and smiles wider than the sun, hooked claws gripping ( Read more... )

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