It is entirely possible that while working on one fic (Steve and Sif are sitting on a roof, in the rain, because cliches like that taste like pollution), I accidentally wrote a couple of paragraphs of Tenzin/Lin just because. And THAT is why I can't have nice things. Or finish anything. Attention span of a gnat on speed being chased around the room by a monkey, that's me.
Also we're totally going to make Stanley Cupcakes this year because baking cupcakes for big sporting events is how we roll: we already have contingency plans in place for all four possible finals. One of them even has an awesome name. (Relatedly: Go Devils.* Go Kings. Just to get my rooting interests out there.)
*Childhood, pre-lockout, team of my first heartbreak, etc.
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