FFN has a habit of mangling my fic. I don’t like them any more. I have not heard of AO3 before now.
I will be reviving my site and, good fortune willing, bringing Nutfiction back from the dead. It will take time because I’m a complete derp and I’m just learning how to fly Meteor.
Edward Kelly moments after meeting Magneto for the first time.
{Bamf!}
Edward Kelly swallowed his last meal back down and tried to think of anything but the taste of bile and stomach acid.
“Welcome to the three D’s of teleportation, Principal Kelly,” said a blurred figure that was somehow all shades of aqua. “Dizzyness, disorientation and debilitating nausea.” The figure held something under his nose.
The scent of citrus assaulted him, but at least it made
Read more »Failvert: (n) advertising that turns potential customers away from the product. That ad with the guy licking all the biscuits was a complete failvert.
Arnott’s Shapes and your Inappropriately Short Shorts ad, I’m looking directly at you. And throwing up in my mouth a little.
Read more »So far, I’ve had requests for Love is Blue, Misfits, and that weird one with Kurt and Todd as a couple after an avalanche. I don’t recall a title.
The bad news is, I don’t think I even have that last one. I’ll look, but I have a LOT of fics, some of them are doubles, and not all of them are mine.
The good news is, I already posted Misfits. Starting here.
I
Read more »The first press conference of newly elected state senator, Scott Summers, in which he tries to explain how someone who sees only red can govern those with full vision. Hard questions are asked by both reporters and Duncan Matthews, himself the newly elected leader of the FOH and sporting IRA styled terrorist backup.
“How can you claim to have a far-reaching vision when all you can see is red?”
Gah. Dumb question #3. Again. State Senator Scott Summers kept his
Read more »Read more »From the brilliant minds of Sarah Enni, Tracey Neithercott, and Erin Bowman, colorful and funny book jackets that tell people your true feelings when reading: GO AWAY. :)
Designed by Erin Bowman (her Tumblr is here)
These are brilliant!
‘Specially the “At Hogwarts, BRB” and the “In the Arena, BRB” ones!
IN FORKS SEND HELP
IN FORKS SEND HELP
These are just beautiful. We WANTS them, my
Darkfic can be… intense for many.
Yeah, yeah, I know some folks find darkfic hilarious, but I don’t know anyone who laughed at any darkfic I’ve written. YMMV, etc. etc.
It was strange for me, re-reading all of that and riding an emotional rollercoaster of my own making. Especially since I was in a personal emotional trough at the time.
Don’t worry, it’s over now.
But I did learn some very important lessons:
Read more »End with this sentence: “Failure had become the only way he knew he had actually tried.”
Rael could not believe in his makers. He had, after all, witnessed them sleeping in the labs, relieving themselves, and skimming the news over morning stimulants and breakfast.
It was hard to worship anything when you’d seen them with food dribbling down their chin.
It was even harder to believe in anything when they were testing and training you at the same
Read more »Footnotes to the very much NSFW fic below the cut:
Appendix: Side-flings, Homages, and Downright Rip-offs
Kurt’s Masks are:
The Perfectionist: Mostly mute, only talks to Kurt inside his head. Never speaks to others. Demands absolute clinical perfection. From everything they do. Has OCD.
RagDoll: Catatonic. Has no speech, no thought.
Das Kinder: Kurt stuck at age four. The innocent of the group. Broke off to *be* the innocent one.
Hure: Bisexual, incredibly open minded, keeps wondering who ‘payed
Read more »Very much NSFW fic concluding today [tomorrow is all the footnotes]:
Fracture Fifty-Five: Epilogue
It had been quite a year. A memorable year, certainly. The Media continued to rake over the cold ashes of the Hess trial. Hess herself continued to fight for adequate legal representation for her re-trial, though there wasn’t a single lawyer anywhere who would touch her case with a pole of any length or variety.
Raven, unknown to a large proportion of the world, continued to
Read more »Time currency and exchange rate issues.
The clerk looked up from the pile of gold coins. “What are these?”
“Quatloos,” said Emris. “My savings. For this holiday.”
“Ah.” The clerk began typing. He was rather handsome for a lizard. With an impressive crest jammed under his ridiculous hat. “I have fifteen planet systems with variations on the Quatloo… Where are you from?”
“Greater Deregulation.”
“Ah.” This time,
Read more »I just hit 30K words.
Halfway to having a decent novel.
And I still have to write two more. Yaaaaayyy…
Now I’m on the home stretch, I’m thinking about how to handle the second book. And how I’m going to handle polishing the first novel whilst writing the second.
Any volunteers for beta-reading?
Read more »Scott wins a bet with Logan and he divulges wisdom from the mount, including and especially how to get the better of Duncan with his mind and not his fists or powers, with Todd offering to help as an olive branch of peace.
“Told you I could do it.” Scott panted. “Pay up. Enlighten me.”
Logan made a lazy gesture indicating an otherwise neglected bench in Xavier’s extensive gardens. He was never much for talking, even
Read more »…all these porn blogs following me are going to be mighty upset that I’m not running a full-time smut blog…
Read more »Very much NSFW fic continued from yesterday:
Fracture Fifty-Four: Trick or Treat
Hank had replaced his usual slacks and shirt with a couple of animal skins strung strategically over his massive frame, though he wore his uniform pants underneath for the sake of personal modesty. He’d also sprayed a light dusting fake snow over himself.
“Okay,” said Charles. “Just what–”
“I’m the abominable snowman,” he announced. “Rarr.”
Ororo’
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