Drabble for lit-gal
You can have your bunny back, kthnxs. Fandom; lit-gal BTVS AU titled “Kin Of The Heart.” pairing; Spike/Angel/Xander warnings– oh come on, I wrote it after all! No ropes or whips; a soupçon of shmoop perhaps. 100 words of Kin. Xander; Whatever Xander was expecting, it probably wasn’t this; Not seeing Spike, whimpering desperately between [...]
Welcome to New Orleans (fanfic)
When Eli came in from the street, Snake walked in behind him. That bad man back in her life again. Dumb fuck Eli, all grinning like a dog. Said; “Blue, honey I got someone special to meet you.” Said; “This is Snake, Miss Blue, come to meet you. You two got a lot in common.” [...]
Shore Leave II (fanfic)
Crazy Crossover slash, inspired by Kirrily and Marna’s very entertaining epic Shore Leave Title: Shore Leave II Pairing:Sharpe/Sparrow/Norrington/Hornblower Rating:NC-17 Summary: Jack Sparrow wanted what Richard Sharpe could give him, just for one evening. Disclaimers:The characters in this work belong to C. S. Forester, Bernard Cornwell, and Disney and I’m only borrowing ‘em. Warnings:graphic M/M sex, [...]
Passing The Torch (R.P.Fic)
Written Fall of 2005, as I recall. I was driving on a very fast freeway– next to a wall– when this came to me. It is really NOT good to have one’s vision turned inward in such circumstances! This fic is, I am ashamed to say, based on real people; Johnny Depp and Marlon Brando, [...]
The Blind Gunman (fanfic poem)
Ripped from the life he’d known His center shattered, the shards Breaking the shell of his self regard Or, indeed, of any regard- The world overturning headlong, Tumbling, And Pain his boon companion, He finds himself reborn to Fate, That monstrous parent. The evil he once was- Human, small, informed only By human needs and [...]
Day Divides the Night (RPF)
Written in, I think, 1997, at the behest of the very same Kvetina mentioned. This story names, but does not slander I hope, the great Prince of Rock and Roll, Jim Morrison.
I never ever thought I'd say this, but…
I’ve found a perversion that I cannot abide, cannot understand, and cannot empathise with the lovers thereof. That particular kink is mpreg. This is a serious WTF moment for me. I can’t think of any way to marshal my thoughts here; I plain and simple don’t get it. I can’t figure out what anyone gets [...]
call it "drabble" if you must…
I call it writing exercises. rated R: hardly more than the promise of smut. Edward belongs to Tim Burton. I only want to undo all those damn buckles and see what’s in there, I mean no harm. “what is this? ” Edward asked again. “It’s called a Slinky” I demonstrated it for him, made it [...]
When, due to cellars flooding, your old journals turn into a sodden mass…
And those particular old spiral-bounds are as much as thirty-five years old… It’s taken me about twelve years to come to terms with that loss. Besides my own teenaged scribbling, there were guest appearances in those pages- my freinds and colleagues in high school, who since have vanished, some of them, into thin air- or [...]
answers to someone's questions via PM;
This is in reference to my story published on Literotica.com. (ETA: no longer; it is now published here.) I wrote Johnny’s character as a little bit passive, because of who he’s with. I get the sense that he would totally sponge up personality traits from anyone he admired, and people have said he can mimic [...]