A collection of STUFF.

-Operation Wake Up Early: Fail. Mission aborted halfway through. I DO NOT ACTUALLY NEED NINE HOURS OF SLEEP, BODY.

-The evil twin is a fic writing machine when Porn Battle rolls around. It makes me lazy. It's like, I don't need to write, she's doing it for me, why expend the extra effort when I can just kick back and enjoy? This is also sometimes my philosophy on sex. Ahar.

-I have never had a character as FUSSY as JUDE LAW in my head. I wanted to write quick and dirty porn. RDJ is all THUMBS UP! and Jude is all no plot, no cock. Whut. No, seriously. WHUT.

-Editing one original novel has stalled about 20k in. This is what I get for waking up one day, saying, "Hey, I wonder if I can write a novel," and then doing so without firmly plotting what the fuck happens in it.

-I'm starting to think part time employment is harder to find than full time.

-HAVE FINALLY HEARD FROM BANK. Student loan has been increased by not-enough-but-still-scary-because-I-have-to-one-day-repay-it for the purposes of continuing education. Here's hoping a specialised diploma in something I can already pretty much do is of more use than my Bachelor's.

-Jude, seriously. Porn.

Fic: Right off the Rails - Tony/Steve (1/1)

Right off the Rails
Marvel (Iron Man). Tony Stark/Steve Rogers. NC-17. ~2000 words. Spanking! Written for Porn Battle IX.
Tony's still pretty sure the dirty little fantasy playing out in his head isn't going to come true. Almost one hundred percent sure.

( Read me. )

I can't even.

My brother just called to tell me he's passed the written test for the RCMP.

My brother.

MY BROTHER WHO IS LIKE JAYNE COBB ONLY NOT AS SMART AND LESS INCLINED TO FITS OF PROPER MORAL JUDGEMENT.

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS THAT FUCKED UP FUCKERY.