I wrote more for the Porn Battle:
Walk Along Horizons, Will Moseley/Anna Popplewell/Liam Neeson. Rated WHAT for Liam Neeson being a pervbag, maybe. I wrote one more prompt, but I'll keep mum on it for now because I'm extending it into a longer fic, and by 'longer fic' I mean 'longest fic I've ever written, even longer than the Calormen fic'. And by
that, I actually mean 'if the longest fic I write is, like, crackfic, should I just throw myself off a bridge now and save us all the trouble?'
Anyway, I think I've organized my tags. Man, it is so weird going back to posts I wrote 4+ years ago. Sometimes I kind of want to facepalm and go OH PAST SELF, but sometimes I rediscover interesting things like
this post from back when I went through a Tarantino phase and watched
City On Fire (the Hong Kong gangster flick 'Reservoir Dogs' was based on) and
Kaante (the Bollywood film based on 'Reservoir Dogs'), and analyzed this cinematic game of Telephone. And then, as evidence that my penchant for cracked out crossovers began long ago, here is where I babble about a
Boondock Saints/Ocean's 11/From Dusk Till Dawn crossover.
Same thing goes when I look through my Photobucket account.
( Where does half this shit come from? )