Star Wars, Star Trek, Middle-Earth. Harry Potter, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. Bones, NCIS, Gossip Girl, Supernatural, and anything at all by Joss Whedon. Like any of the above? I expect we'll get along rather well.

Here, you will find fanfic, icons, and some art (both fan and original) - all of which is open to the public. The only things I will friends-lock are my original stories and any personal posts.

I have so many ships I could build my own armada, but I have four OTPs: HSLO, B/B, Dean/Cas and JPLE. The majority of my romance fic will probably fall into one of those four categories. If it isn't one of those, chances are it's crack.

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Just have to establish this right away: This is entirely skeptiik's fault. ENTIRELY. She has EATEN MY BRAIN. Also, nobody else will probably find this amusing, but I do, and she probably will, so it's going up. Beware.

This occurred, of course, during one of our epic late-night chats of doom, because about half of the bizarreness that comes from my mind finds its origins there. We were talking about random shit, and all of a sudden, she goes,

"So, Civil War generals Hooker and Burnside. One was famous for being a womanizer, the other for his facial hair. Consider this with your SPN knowledge."

I probably found this more amusing than was strictly necessary, so when she asked me to make a macro, of course, I obliged. And then, since it was about one in the morning, my brain started drawing random comparisons to other historical figures. And. Um. This resulted.
( Beware the perils of late-night discussions... )

Title: Got A Lien On My Soul
Author: nimueailinen
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Spoilers through "Abandon All Hope", probably non-canon fuckery. We're dealing with SPN, here, so I shouldn't even have to warn about the blasphemy.
Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam
Summary: Sam has a cunning plan to get Dean and Castiel together. Actually, he has several. Complications ensue. ~3800 words.
Author's Notes: A belated birthday present for the lovely skeptiik, who requested Dean/Cas getting together and awesome!Sam being awesome. This is the longest piece of fanfiction I've written to date, was far more difficult than it had any right to be, and is completely unbeta'd (which makes sense, considering that it's a present FOR my beta). Watch out for in-jokes, and if you can ID Death, you get a prize (not really). Title taken from Led Zeppelin's "Traveling Riverside Blues"

( It starts when Sam Winchester catches his brother staring at the angel... )

I ... I can't even ... oh my god. Oh. My. Fucking. God. I expected "Abandon All Hope" to be epic and amazing, but this ... it was so far beyond anything I could ever have conceived of. I was IMing skeptiik as I was watching, and she can attest to the fact that I was rendered incoherent several times over. (I've put in several excerpts from our conversation, and I assure you, we were legitimately in capslock the entire time. Nothing there is edited.) The keymashes were fast and furious, and even a good 17 hours later, I'm still going to have trouble articulating some things (though I did have a couple problems, and I won't have any problems talking about those). Still trying to wrap my head around some of the things that happened, holy shit, and I won't put any spoilers above the cut, but I will say this: Supernatural has officially taken my crying-at-show virginity.

Title: Her Eyes With Light Grow Brighter
Author: nimueailinen
Fandom: Dollhouse
Rating: PG
Warnings: Spoilers for Epitaph One
Characters: Adelle
Prompt: "The sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I hate the bits, the bits that stay down and I work, I f-function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away! The sun grows dark and chaos has come again." (River - Firefly)
Summary: She seeks out the sunlight because it helps her to pretend she's human again. One-shot, Adelle-centric, 571 words.
Author's Notes: This is going up superbly late, but better late than never, right? Right? The title is taken from The Sunlight of the Soul, which is a lovely poem by James Jennings.
Written for a fic contest over at whedonland , where it took both 3rd place and Mod's Choice. Not bad for my 2nd published bit of fic ever. Nothing belongs to me, I'm just borrowing.

 

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Now I've got Photoshop, I'm trying my hand at icon-making. This is my first [relatively small] bunch, which I'm pretty happy with. Feel free to take them, just let me know and give me credit! [Oh, and please host them on your own server.]
( Star Trek [with bonus Kaylee!] )

I'll make this brief:

There is a reason my journal has no posts. Basically, I'm revamping this whole thing, so I've deleted them all.

Over the coming weeks, expect a complete overhaul of this journal. There will likely be a whole new layout, new headers, some new icons (though I'm keeping some of 'em), etc. When I start posting again, I'll be focusing more on writing, fics, icons, and other such creative endeavors, and less on ... other things.