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I ended up doing my grocery shopping which helped me feel a little better. The next few weeks are going to be strange but I'll get through them. I also discovered that there's some sort of art fair happening in one of the towns near where I live on my birthday, so that's something I might do.
This Friday was a really good one for fic as the AU meme was going around and I filled prompts on my LJ and on DW. They ended up getting rather longer, I do plan on spinning out that teen!Charles at the Warehouse into a larger fic and I'm still open to more prompts.
Over on Twitter, I did a few prompts, Fic Friday's been quiet but then this has been a hard year for a lot of people. Lots of sickness and life being tough.
For @quiverby
Joshua/Moist
all the feels
Joshua was learning to watch for those moments when the real Al slipped through the surface. His unguarded laughs were the best.
wistful
There was something about the taste of a good pastry that made Moist feel rather quiet. Joshua would nudge him and smile, "Good?"
Charles, still alive, crash and burn: These ended up combined into a two tweet one.
They were both gone and he felt numb, not because of protecting himself, but because he didn't know how to be without both of them.
His heart still beat, he was alive and not alone. Yet it had all fallen apart in a few awful moments and the wreckage burned.
For @yakalskovich
Moist -- truth
"I'd rather not die. I mean yes, I stole a great deal but I don't think its worth that." Vimes didn't answer just stared at him.
Charles -- lies
He hurt everywhere as they asked questions about Erik. Moira pushed them away as he kept saying, "No, I don't know his plans."
Demeter -- tales grow in telling
She sighed as she read another retelling, "Kore, am I truly as bad as they think I am?" "No, you're not, they don't understand.
This entry is also posted at http://ceitfianna.dreamwidth.org/392794.html. Please comment wherever you'd like.
This Friday was a really good one for fic as the AU meme was going around and I filled prompts on my LJ and on DW. They ended up getting rather longer, I do plan on spinning out that teen!Charles at the Warehouse into a larger fic and I'm still open to more prompts.
Over on Twitter, I did a few prompts, Fic Friday's been quiet but then this has been a hard year for a lot of people. Lots of sickness and life being tough.
For @quiverby
Joshua/Moist
all the feels
Joshua was learning to watch for those moments when the real Al slipped through the surface. His unguarded laughs were the best.
wistful
There was something about the taste of a good pastry that made Moist feel rather quiet. Joshua would nudge him and smile, "Good?"
Charles, still alive, crash and burn: These ended up combined into a two tweet one.
They were both gone and he felt numb, not because of protecting himself, but because he didn't know how to be without both of them.
His heart still beat, he was alive and not alone. Yet it had all fallen apart in a few awful moments and the wreckage burned.
For @yakalskovich
Moist -- truth
"I'd rather not die. I mean yes, I stole a great deal but I don't think its worth that." Vimes didn't answer just stared at him.
Charles -- lies
He hurt everywhere as they asked questions about Erik. Moira pushed them away as he kept saying, "No, I don't know his plans."
Demeter -- tales grow in telling
She sighed as she read another retelling, "Kore, am I truly as bad as they think I am?" "No, you're not, they don't understand.
This entry is also posted at http://ceitfianna.dreamwidth.org/392794.html. Please comment wherever you'd like.