( Warnings policyCollapse )


( BandomCollapse )

( SPN & CW RPSCollapse )

( LotripsCollapse )

( Lost & Lost RPS/RPFCollapse )

( Other fandomsCollapse )

P.S. this journal is mostly friends only. All the fic is public and will remain so. If, for whatever reason, you feel the urge to read my mundane ramblings about stuff, drop me a comment. (all comments are screened)

So, last night I went to see Panic! At The Disco, mostly as an excuse to hang with my gig girls - emma_took and strongplacebo - who are awesome and hilarious and I love them a lot. I swear I haven't laughed so much as I did last night in a long, long time. I keep remembering random moments and giggling to myself &my gig girls;

The highlights of the night, IMO, were a really rather good cover of How Soon Is Now by The Smiths, and Nearly Witches, which I've had stuck in my head since I woke up. I'll leave the full-on concert report to someone else (as I am sure there will be many posts about it), if you follow me on twitter then you know my thoughts were mostly 'Ian! \o/' based.

I took a LOT of photos as is my want, and these are they.

Or they will be, first have a random shot of an empty tube station, and one of the only good thing about the support band - their bassist, who was hot. Why yes, I am the shallowest, thank you for noticing.

( hot bassistCollapse )

Aaand these are the photos of Panic! We were sitting in the back row of the first level balcony so some of them are just a tad grainy due to distance and lighting effects, etc.

( Panic! At The Disco @ Shepherds Bush EmpireCollapse )

In other news: UK people, if you haven't done already, go out and vote! It doesn't matter if you're pro or anti AV, you should make your choice known.

Title: Ghosts in the Machine
Pairing: Pete/Mikey
Rating: PG13
Summary: Killjoys in space! An AU of an AU, in which Pete runs the bar at the end of the universe.
Word count: 5500
Notes: Thanks to cmonkatiekatie for the beta, and to turps33 for the encouragement and for brainwashing me into loving h/c. ♥ to you both.

Warning: Discussion of and reaction to (implied) character death. This is quite a dark fic in places and some may find it triggery so I've posted a more detailed warning here (contains major plot spoilers). Please check that post first if you need more information before reading this fic.


( Pete runs the bar at the end of the universe. That’s not its real name, it’s just something Gabe called it once that stuck in people’s memories until its actual name was all but forgotten.Collapse )

Detailed warnings for Ghosts in the Machine.

( contains major plot spoilersCollapse )

Happy Shakespeare Day, flist! In honour of this day that marks both the birth and the death of the great Bard of Avon everyone should post their favourite snippet of Shakespeare. I'll go first.

Mine is a monologue from Romeo and Juliet, a play which, oddly enough, is one of my least favourite of Shakespeare's works but which contains one of my favourite of his characters, Mercutio, whose monologue this is:

O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes
In shape no bigger than an agate stone
On the forefinger of an alderman,
Drawn with a team of little atomies
Over men's noses as they lie asleep;
( Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs,Collapse )

Alternatively, you can watch Harold Perrineau, the very prettiest of all Mercutios, perform an abridged version of the monologue here

And as a bonus, here's my very favourite stage actor, the fabulous Rory Kinnear, performing a brief snippet of Hamlet.

Now you post yours!