I'm seriously going to do this. I'm seriously going to have an epic fanfic/fanart roundup post. Jesus Christ. And at the beginning of the summer I was so close to normal.

( The Big Bang Theory fics and art and shit )

( these shielded hills )

( damalur )

( sinstralpride )

Title: Lights Across the River Genre: Original Fiction Words:4409 Allergen Warning: profanity, sex, iron allergies, knitting, unrequited lesbianism and Entropy. Summary: It's ten years after Darwin's Ark, and Jane Underwood hasn't finished fighting Entropy. Maybe she was better off when she was being kidnapped by evil elves. Maybe Darwin needs to stop knitting.



intrikate88, this one's for you.

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there's a house across the river but alas i cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty that the flowers seem to grin
there's a house across the river but alas i cannot swim
i'll live my life regretting that i never jumped in
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lyrics by laura marling

me: it's a poem that tackles all the deep questions. "why is the cat playing with a noodle? where did the cat get the noodle? why am i here?"
Daniel: Indeed! I feel comforted and yet disquieted by its dialogue. Why did the boy have a leather armband? Boromir-style?
me: for the archaeopteryx to chew on. it's a falconry glove
Daniel: Nice.
me: I dunno. it's a little too fantasy. AHAHA YES there shall be a death scene in which Stella checks to make sure he's dead and then sneakily takes his gauntlets.
Daniel: Ah!
me: "I shall never forget you... or your badass motherfucking gauntlets hahahaha."
 Legolas is all "stop stealing shit from dead people"
Aragorn's all "but it's how I get all my stuuuuuff"
"you don't understand, this is the ring of barahir... these are the shoes of baramore... this belt, this is the belt of some guy who turned out not to be dead, I didn't get his name."
"this underwear is the underwear of my first girlfriend. I have not washed it since."
Daniel: He he.
me: "also, this is my father's beard. I shaved it from his corpse."

the cat
fished a noodle from the sink
to wrestle like a snake

to cover it in dirt
to hide under the rug
to take in her mouth and toss

( over her head )

*points upward* That's my excuse today for why this is so retardulated. 47 minutes. Tomorrow it will be a different excuse. i love you, katie.

dw/dw crossover for the long-suffering intrikate88

( Picture a tall, freckled man with a rooster's comb of spiky brown hair, hands shoved in the pockets of a long brown coat, looking around the seething seamy city with a childlike, delighted wonder that is completely inappropriate given the context.... )

terrible word salad for the inimitable fujiidom
( BBT TRICK OR TREAT )

aarrgh i hate everything

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( Starship Olisbos, Part One )

I have decided that it is time for me to become an Internet Presence.

Audrey: These artichokes have so much iron in them that you'll clank when you walk.
Daniel: That happens already unless I'm wearing really tight underwear.

Date:	2007-04-04 19:31
Subject:	IN OTHER NEWS
Security:	Public
Mood:	chipper

Friends only, dudes and beazels.

IN OTHER NEWS

GUESS WHO GOT ACCEPTED TO THE ISLES OF SHOALS MARINE PROGRAM

LOL

ME

(Spoilers for recent American Political Electionz)

Anyone pick up the November 27 edition of that bastion of intelligence-bordering-on-pretention literature, "The New Yorker"?

The Shouts and Murmurs department is graced with a piece called "Jeeves and W." Yes, the inimitable Serious Author Christopher Buckley has provided the world with Jeeves and Wooster fanfiction on Page 124.

It's serious true facts. They are talking about American Current events in the endearingly sarcastic liberal tone that "The New Yorker" is so beloved for.

GUESS WHO IS PLAYING DUBYA.

I've reproduced the body of the piece here, but I encourage you to get it for yourself. (It's the cartoon issue of the New Yorker! Very intelligent!) Click to witness President W. ...

( Now, see here, Jeeves, I can handle this Iraq business myself )

Greetings, minions,

While cleaning out my icon attic, I discovered approximately eight million pounds of animated whatnots and oojahs that desperately need to be served to the unsuspecting public, possibly in some sort of vaccine.

They must now be crossposted liek woah, thus cluttering up the planet with blinking, distracting .gifs.

7 (seven) (not six) House icons, with a certain House/Wilson/spoilery skew, and far too much use made of the opening credits...
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. (the punch line there being that it says "Property of Dr. James Wilson!" Oh, the lulz I have.






5 (five) (not six) Jeeves and Wooster icons, for reasons which should be immediately obvious to even the most naked of eyes...

1. 2. 3. 4. 5.







6 (six) (not seven) text icons, one of which came directly from the mind of Stephen Fry (that's the one with his name on it) and the rest of which did not.

1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6.



Screencaps are mine, because they are by me. Should you wish to have these screencaps, simply tell me, and I shall give them to you, and they shall be yours. I particularly reccomend the sequence where Bertie raises his eyebrow.

Please drop some sort of comment if taking, even if it is only an asterisk; it makes me feel less like a streetcorner evangelist.

Title: Two Places We Shouldn’t Have Gone
Author: Montgomery Damn Crowley
Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster, House MD
Pairings: Jeeves/Wilson, House/Bertie
Words: 511
Rating: PG-13
Why it’s Rare: Rare character pairings.
Warnings: Crack, meta. Weird. Never actually happened.
Summary: Things that happen when time isn’t a fixed construct.
Disclaimer: It should be patently, terrifyingly obvious that Monty is here dabbling with powers she does not own nor even fully comprehend.

( surreality is my mistress )