Frakking frakking frakpants, you guys, IT'S COLD! Holy fuckersnaps! Brrrr. (OK. Maybe 11.3°C isn't cold by the standards of where you live, but I am a delicate flower and AM FREEZING MY FRIKKIN' BOOBIES OFF HERE! THINK OF THE BOOBIES.)
So, things to keep me us warm? Kitty/s? Check. (He's curled up on a pile of random junk on the desk right now. Surely it can't be comfortable.) Heater? Check. Woolly knitted jumper? Check. Hot pr0nz? NOT CHECK! Where is all the hot pr0n??!?! I bet Nix ate it when he ate all my bees.
So here's where you guys come in, right. I need to WRITE MOAR because I have been seriously slacking off lately. Please leave me some sort of prompt - be it a pairing (preferably one I've written before, or at least a fandom I've already written in - check
my fic master list if you're not sure) and/or a phrase/idea/situation/song/picture/whatever (I like picture prompts btw, particularly if they're pretty pictures!) You can leave more than one. I'll see what sparks with me, but I'll try and write at least a little snippet of something for everyone who comments here. Ok, go!
ETA: While I wait for your prompts to come in, I am enjoying this instructional dance(?) song about Tabbouleh:
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