Today will be hellishly long, but it's started off so, so well!
I was all ready to try and be as patient as I could for 
femmeremix to open, but then -- holy cats, it opened early, and oh wow, gang, the story I got!!!!
Some awesome, awesome person took a steampunk Percys crime drabble I wrote more than two years ago and turned it into this wonderful, exquisitely imagined courtship story. The way it expands the world and the characters is so, so cool, and exactly what I love about the Shakespeare histories fandom, and ohmyheart, I am so pleased with this -- everyone please go read it and tell the writer how great it is!
Her Five Senses (The Conservatory Remix) (1200 words, G, Kate/Harry)
When Kate met Harry, again, and he stuck his foot in his mouth the right way.
The previous owner of this conservatory, Kate's cousin several times removed, had been obsessed with bioengineered fauna - butterflies wrought of gold, orchids composed of both gears and chloroplasts. She'd loved it beyond measure as a child, but all those things were gone now. She had nothing against pure botany - after all, a plant was a remarkable machine in its own way - but it was too silent now in the conservatory without the undercurrent of whirring motors and turning gears.
Aaaaaahhhhh, what a good! ♥
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femmeremix to open, but then -- holy cats, it opened early, and oh wow, gang, the story I got!!!!
Some awesome, awesome person took a steampunk Percys crime drabble I wrote more than two years ago and turned it into this wonderful, exquisitely imagined courtship story. The way it expands the world and the characters is so, so cool, and exactly what I love about the Shakespeare histories fandom, and ohmyheart, I am so pleased with this -- everyone please go read it and tell the writer how great it is!
Her Five Senses (The Conservatory Remix) (1200 words, G, Kate/Harry)
When Kate met Harry, again, and he stuck his foot in his mouth the right way.
The previous owner of this conservatory, Kate's cousin several times removed, had been obsessed with bioengineered fauna - butterflies wrought of gold, orchids composed of both gears and chloroplasts. She'd loved it beyond measure as a child, but all those things were gone now. She had nothing against pure botany - after all, a plant was a remarkable machine in its own way - but it was too silent now in the conservatory without the undercurrent of whirring motors and turning gears.
Aaaaaahhhhh, what a good! ♥
This was originally posted on Dreamwidth, where it has
comments. I would love to hear from you at DW! If you can see this post, you can comment here using OpenID. Thanks!