entirely blamed on queenof1000days, for she requested band!fic, and I had Star Trek on the brain. Well, that, and I can't get this image of Wyatt playing the piano out of my head.

Also, in random, semi-related news: Anybody else spend most of yesterday doing double-takes every time someone mentioned Boston College and the EMERALD BOWL? Just me? okay...

( 'He went home.' )

Way back in the day, when I wrote that bit about the baby being a boy...

And then that part where I changed it back to being a girl, like we'd originally kidded about...

And then there was that time that this photo came into play:

( Read more... )

more on the fire...

Cracked this out for the Prompt 23 over at tinman100

Why not? :)

( 'There -is- a plan, right?' )

what happened the day before THIS did

( 'Well, they aren’t pressing charges.' )

of the first meeting of Wyatt and Raoul and the beginning of PD.

Video's still uploading, but here's the jist:

( story has to start somewhere... )

Every now and then, I get addicted to a song. As is the case here.

Every now and then, the song produces a scene. As is the case here.

Only, this one produced two. o.O

Also, both of these are future!scenes...

( Scene one )

I have decided that when it does happen, THIS is how he would do it. If you have other ideas, I'm happy to hear them/be sold.

Until then, y'all are stuck with what I give you.

So... there. :p

Timeline: Before the house-hunting (obviously) and at least a year after the first meeting-ish. Or not.

( Here I Am )

( Feels Like the First Time )

Steve gets destructive...

( the roof! the roof! the roof is on fire! )

more filler!crack...

( blueprints are my crack.. I spent more time looking at them than typing this... )