Sixpence in earnest of the bear-ward

So even though I haven't seen Weiss Kreuz, or even read more than a little of the manga, I started reading WK fics recently. Maybe I was just hard up for the boylove, I don't know, but then I stumbled across Lady Jaida. And all her fics are amazing, but if you're going to read the Weiss stories you should start at the bottom and read them in order. Because even though they don't always seem to fit together, they will when you come to that key piece, the one that shows you the pattern and lets you see the picture she's assembling. And wow, really, wow, that is some good shit. And heavy, and sometimes seriously perverse, but good.

Reading it makes me want a cigarette. And I don't even smoke, except that once or twice a year when the urge hits me, and I buy a pack and smoke one and remember how gross it is and wonder what the fuck I was thinking and throw the damn things out or shove them in a drawer somewhere and forget about them till they go stale.

Anyway, she's apparently ladyjaida now, and has published a collection of poetry, which is no small feat.

I think I left a pack of kreteks in the glovebox.