My new favorite smell is pumpkin pie spice
I'm on a Fringe writing kick, still. Here's two, as opposed to four. I really, really really would like to nominate for thanks and awesomeness blame sweet_anise for all of this recent activity. It's all her fault she opened this can of worms and that I'm getting distracted and not working on my competency with writing shippy and angsty stuff
One of laughter, one of anguish
Fringe//PG-13//Altlivia/Alt!Lincoln, Alt!Charlie
Lincoln babysits Henry. Then he finds out that a shifter had killed our Charlie, and things begin to fall apart. Altlivia and Alt!Lincoln are in tricky positions. Basically an expansion of a drabble set that I did for sweet_anise.
(It’s not nice to make your commanding officer wait at the door.)
La nuit, tous les chats sont gris
Fringe//PG-13//Walternate, Walter, Alt!Broyles
Walternate reflects on the fallout from Broyles' death, while simultaneously Walter reflects on his role in the war. It's more heavily focused on Walternate as opposed to Walter.
(Do not avert your eyes from death, Phillip.)
What else- I've been having really odd dreams lately. Don't ever mix too many spices together, cause you'll make yourself sick. Classes start on Monday which is...oh, technically one day from now. One lovely 3.5 hour drive to look forward to tomorrow.
My schedule looks like this, discounting time for research lab because if I added that in, I might start crying-
I would ordinarily be fine with this, except for the tiny tiny problem where Analytical Chem conflicts with Bio-organic for two days of the week. Apparently, I'm supposed to go to Analytical and get notes for Bio-organic from a classmate...?
I'll also have to get used to late/early lunches on Tues, and probably very late dinners on Wed. Thurs is going to be the day that I desperately try to learn everything that I missed in Bio-organic lecture and cram it in my head so the one lecture that I can go to makes sense I am going to die a miserable and sleepless and lonely death aren't I
Fact- I really don't want to go back to school tomorrow. I am so tired of school at this point. Just give me my damn competency and let me graduate. Please.
One of laughter, one of anguish
Fringe//PG-13//Altlivia/Alt!Lincoln, Alt!Charlie
Lincoln babysits Henry. Then he finds out that a shifter had killed our Charlie, and things begin to fall apart. Altlivia and Alt!Lincoln are in tricky positions. Basically an expansion of a drabble set that I did for sweet_anise.
(It’s not nice to make your commanding officer wait at the door.)
La nuit, tous les chats sont gris
Fringe//PG-13//Walternate, Walter, Alt!Broyles
Walternate reflects on the fallout from Broyles' death, while simultaneously Walter reflects on his role in the war. It's more heavily focused on Walternate as opposed to Walter.
(Do not avert your eyes from death, Phillip.)
What else- I've been having really odd dreams lately. Don't ever mix too many spices together, cause you'll make yourself sick. Classes start on Monday which is...oh, technically one day from now. One lovely 3.5 hour drive to look forward to tomorrow.
My schedule looks like this, discounting time for research lab because if I added that in, I might start crying-
I would ordinarily be fine with this, except for the tiny tiny problem where Analytical Chem conflicts with Bio-organic for two days of the week. Apparently, I'm supposed to go to Analytical and get notes for Bio-organic from a classmate...?
I'll also have to get used to late/early lunches on Tues, and probably very late dinners on Wed. Thurs is going to be the day that I desperately try to learn everything that I missed in Bio-organic lecture and cram it in my head so the one lecture that I can go to makes sense I am going to die a miserable and sleepless and lonely death aren't I
Fact- I really don't want to go back to school tomorrow. I am so tired of school at this point. Just give me my damn competency and let me graduate. Please.