Main updates:
  • Added more bunnies and one WiP-ish thing.
  • Have finished Envy, will be starting Gluttony (story five of seven of Sin) today! Yay me!

WiPs

Original

  • The Shintaid: Day Of The Dragon
    Rewrite #666 and getting rather tired and ready to move the fuck on with this thing. However.

    "Good. You have one night to pack. Be in the woods at the other side of the low bridge at daybreak tomorrow. I'll make sure there's a horse and some blankets for you, as well as enough food, bu you'll have to bring the rest yourself.

  • Strange Love: as of yet untitled story from Nick's POV
    Nothing actually written yet, but I'm turning it around in my head. I'm having issues with Nick, for some reason. he's kinda ... closed-off. Fucker.

  • Ebony and Silver
    Could become comic with me writing and Sae drawing.

    This is what he knows.

    He knows how to jump down two stories, sometimes more, without breaking limbs. He knows exactly how to place his feet, sneakers hitting the ground with a dull thud, knows exactly how much to give in to the force on his legs to land without damage and without falling over.

    He knows how this feels, the concrete under one hand as he pushes himself up and starts running again, the whole process over in less tan a second.

    This is what he knows.

Fanfic

  • The Game (HP, H/D)
    Or, as I've taken to calling it, the Huge-Ass HP Novella Of Doom. Goddamn, i've been working on this for at least a ear and a half now! Argh!

    "Good old Hagrid," Ron smiled as they wased to the carriages. "Good to see some things never change."

    Harry nodded non-committingly. "I guess. Don't either of you think it's odd that V- That you-know-who's been quiet all summer? I mean, my scar hasn't hurt at all, your father hasn't heard anyhting, and I've not noticed any of the Slytherin missing, so I don't think the Death Eaters have been called to join him. It's ennerving."

    Ron stared at him, aghast. "You're complaining that you-know-who hsan't tried to kill anyone yet? Are you mad?"

    "Harry has a point, Ron," Ginny admonished her brother. "Doesn't it bother you that he's out there somewhere, planning?"

    "No. I don't think about it. I think Hagrid was right; what's coming will come, and there's nothing we can do about it except enjoy ourselves while we still can."

  • Sin (RPS)
    An AU series of seven stories, in which we follow the Metallica, Justin, Joey, Eminem and Fred Durst through a few months in prison. Darkfic. Rape. Death. Stuff. Startingstory five of seven. Yay me!.

    Sometimes Em thought his name was the only thing he had left, and one day James would take that away from him, too, and he'd just stop existing. Marshall Bruce Mathers III, he thought. Eminem. Slim Shady. It was his mantra; when james would take him, hurt him, break him, he'd concentrate on his name, his names. Because if he wouldn't have his names anymore, if he'd become nothing more than "James' bitch", he'd lose his anger, and his anger was what was keeping him alive.

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