To Not Forget, which is a Liir/Trism with a dash of Glinda. It's lovely and domestic and hilariously perfect to the characters and it made me bounce like a madwoman because it's perfectly THEM. If you (like me) have wondered why these two have no fic (and, you know, want to read it!) TOTALLY check it out.

1. Burn DVDs to get things OFF of my bloody computer.
2. Make my new LJ layout that will be MADE OF AWESOME OMG. Or you know, just make me happy.
3. Work on my knitting.
4. Work on the Stoicheion wiki.
5. Start compiling Blue Box, Emerald City into a fic.

I don't write RPF, but this idea took hold of my brain and wouldn't let go.

Ever wonder why Jeffrey Dean Morgan gets cast in the roles he does?

28 Flavors for the Rani.

...because the muse won't shut up, but if I keep doing the prompts on relativeprompts, I'm going to headkeyboard myself out of a computer.

Okay, have looked outside. Holy mother fuck.

I'm really really hoping that's some sort of college prank thing or a performance art piece or maybe they're shooting a movie again or something because HOLY MOTHER FUCK.

Goddammit, Sherri has the umbrella.

Okay, I'm gonna speculate, because I can't not speculate when what's going on outside the ( Read more... )

I really wish I'd brought my headphones. Well, no, I thought about it but I couldn't find them and Sherri has the iPod so I don't have those headphones and I forgot to grab the one's she'd been using before... cause I'm a dork. See, I used to be just fine working without music. Even in this job, though it's nice to have a distraction. But today ( Read more... )

Title: Cycles II

Rating: PG

Fandoms: Supernatural and... well, read the previous one!

Summary: Just how historical is family history?

Disclaimer: Standard I-own-nothing disclaimer of please don't sue.

Feedback: Tell me I'm crazy or ask for more.

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Title: Cycles

Rating: PG

Fandoms: Brisco County Jr. and... well, you guess.

Summary: After a rather harrowing adventure the likes of which Brisco has never seen, he gets some instruction from the most unlikely of places.

Disclaimer: Standard I-own-nothing disclaimer of please don't sue.
Feedback: Tell me I'm crazy or ask for more.

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