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Challenge Fic: Pegasus x Shizuka (AKA Opticshipping)
Yu-Gi-Oh is the property of Konami and Kazuki Takahashi, and this work is only a very appreciative celebration, from which I hope to derive no profit of any kind.
( Stealing jii-chan's soul, and trying to kill Yuugi and that... ) -
Challenge Fic: Bandit Keith x Yami no Yuugi
I don’t own Yuugioh, and I would not dream of profiting from other peoples’ creations (unless they let me).
( Seriously, what the fuck, Japan?!? ) -
Original Fic: Life On Mars, part the second
I remember how once I got to Junior High, it felt like you had to measure everyone in terms of how cute they were, as in for instance, “he’s too cute to go out with her,” or “he could totally go out with anyone he wants to, he’s so cute.” And half of everybody’s time was taken up with watching boys, and talking about how cute they were - Or weren’ ( Read more... ) -
Atlas Shrugged fanfic: Francisco x Hank
I don't own Atlas Shrugged. In fact, I don't really like it much. But you can't deny a plotbunny as insistent as this one was.
( It's not cheating when you do it with an uber-mensch ) -
RIGHT ON PRESIDENT OBAMA!
Good call on Keystone XL. Now don't go green-lighting the company as soon as they choose another lousy route for their damn pipeline. -
Spamming Again
Just because I love this story, and I can't post directly here, because it's co-written. We've got it up to 7 chapters now, and I am delighted by the level of quality we've managed. -
Spamming the F-List with Stories
One story, to be precise: I did this with a co-writer who wants to remain anonymous. I think it's the best thing we've done so far, but we don't have much of a reader-base in our alternate identities, so I am spamming it out everyplace I can think of. If you do take a look, and maybe even review it, I will love you forever. -
I was going to post just to say Happy Thanksgiving, but these stories got me too pissed off:
Look at this one, will you? Apparently Marie Antoinette Jane Herman will be perfectly satisfied if her discerning friends give her a piece of $23 soap, provided they also give her the thousand-dollar bag, and the two thousand-dollar suit, and the several five hundred dollar bracelets that have to go with it. Sweet jumping jesus, please, someone ( Read more... )
