Today's entry in the zombie contest comes from Gone With the Wind; as always, cut in deference to the fact that it depicts zombies doing rather icky things. Unfortunately, as I haven't been able to find a copy of Felix Salten's novel, I may have to scrub my planned follow-up Bambi- Fawn of the Dead.

Wodehouse, however, looks promising...

( Gone With the Wind. )

Draco Malfoy has grown bored with the shallowness of his existence as the scion of the Malfoy family, with its emphasis on material possessions; after a mysterious dragon dung bomb burns Malfoy Manor to the ground, he moves into an abandoned castle with fellow Hogwarts student Harry Potter. After a night of firewhiskey, Draco and Harry start a club ( Read more... )

I recently saw a photograph of Kate Winslet and Leo DiCaprio together at the Golden Globes; something about Leo’s slight jowliness struck a spark, and before I knew it, a fic had somehow been inspired- almost assuredly, the only story I’ll ever write set in (an AU version of) the Titanic universe. (Yes, I know the Captain America line is an ( Read more... )

"Look, Mister Fuzzy Wumpkins," simpered Dolores Umbridge to one of her paintings of cats as she sat down at her kitchen table with a small, square package in her hand, "Someone remembered my birthday! Let's open it, and see what it is ( Read more... )

"Just a moment, Harry," called Remus, as he dangled the terrified rat by its tail over his gaping jaws. "...I'm having an old friend for dinner."

( A new look at the interaction between Heracles and Atlas. Reasonably work-safe, but if homosexual situations bother you, don't click. )

No idea where this came from, but it's the first thing I've written in a while- and, it's short.

( Here there be fiction. )