that wip meme that everyone is doing #isafollower

[pocky_slash]

I am making ALL THE PHOTOCOPIES on our photocopier than is my arch-nemesis. Hurrah? There is an ice cream social today, though, and ice cream is always the best. Then I have to pack and stuff from Caitlin and Joe's wedding. And maybe do at least one load of laundry so I have clothes to wear when I get back home

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[pocky_slash]

"Who is it?" Alex asks. He flicks a burned match at her and she narrowly avoids the urge to shoot hairspray back in his face.

"It's, um...my roommate," Raven says. She smiles sheepishly--she knows it's the plot of a million lesbian romances and probably even more lesbian porn movies--but Alex just nods approvingly.

"She's a dancer, right?" Alex says. When Raven nods, he adds, "Good for you--they're nimble."

"You would know," she says, raising her eyebrows, and Alex just throws the book of matches at her. Just like that, it's back to normal. She didn't know why she was worried in the first place.

[pocky_slash]

That's from "raven/angel pre-christmas" by the way. I'll drop in something from "raven/angel" when I get home!

[pocky_slash]

Angel Salvadore is Raven's roommate senior year, a last minute, automatic replacement when Chelsea drops out of school with no warning two days before the start of term. After all of the searching and long talks and interest comparing that Raven and Chelsea had done in the spring, Raven is sure that a roommate matched to her on no other basis than "Female, 4th year, non-smoker" will ruin her last year of school. She makes sure to tell Charles that no less than every fifteen minutes as they pack their cars to move her back into her dorm. Charles mostly nods and smiles and tells her it will be fine, and Raven can't tell if that's because he's too busy thinking about his dissertation to listen or because he honestly thinks everything will work out. Charles always thinks everything will work out. He's kind of an asshole that way

[paper_tzipporah]

freelance alien hunter au?

[pocky_slash]

Ianto put the needle down on the table and backed away.

"I'm sorry, Gwen, I can't do it," he said. "It's just...it's disgusting and unhygienic. I'll take you to A&E."

"You can't take me to A&E!" Gwen insisted, turning and wincing as the movement pulled on the gash in her shoulder. "We were just there this weekend! They're going to start thinking Rhys is beating me."

"They're going to start thinking I'm beating you, since I'm the one who keeps bringing you in," Ianto muttered. "I can't just...stitch you up!"

"They do it all the time in the movies," Gwen said. "C'mon, Ianto!"

"What are you going to tell Rhys?" Ianto said, trying another tactic. Anything that would keep him from having to physically sew Gwen's shoulder back together. Just thinking about it made him shudder.

"I'll put some gauze over it, tell him I fell at work. He'll never know. What are you going to tell the pilot?"

"That it's none of his business," Ianto said firmly.

[such_heights]

Canton? Space pirates? :D (Could Canton be a space pirate? Because I think I'd die of glee.)

[pocky_slash]

Now I want to make Canton a space pirate. Dammit. I do not need another WiP

[such_heights]

:DDDD THESE ARE BOTH GREAT. HI RORY HI ILU.

[cb_eaglemaniac]

omggg These are both fantastic. xD

[bessiemaemucho]

daycare az and janos' wedding

¡LA BODA DEL THIGLO!

[pocky_slash]

It's ten minutes before Charles appears, arms crossed against his chest. Erik passes the cigarette back to Azazel and smiles sharply.

"You're impossible, you know," he says to Erik. "You're the best man! You should be making an effort!" He turns his ire on Azazel then, while Janos looks on, amused. "And you're one of the grooms! You should forge a relationship with these people. You know, the combined social skills of your department are appalling."

"At least I have an excuse," Azazel says. "In my childhood, many of the orthodox townpeople thought I was the devil and treated me thusly." He gestures at Erik. "He is merely an asshole."

Charles rolls his eyes, but he's hiding a smile. "The way Erik talks, I assumed you'd be above his level of social ineptitude."

"Well," Azazel says, "Erik sets the bar so low that it's easy to rise above and yet still be in the gutter."

"You're fired," Erik mutters.

"Enjoy visiting the labs Monday morning," Azazel says.

"Fine," Erik says grudgingly, "you're re-hired."

[almostnever]

I love the Erik and Azazel show in this verse.

[cb_eaglemaniac]

omg I'm so predictable, but...

Club Wales III, please? xD

[pocky_slash]

That's one of the ones on my hard drive. I'll drop something in when I get home!

[cb_eaglemaniac]

I can totally wait for that. =))

[pocky_slash]

In front of her, Ianto flinched, and then stopped abruptly. Gwen was about to ask him what was wrong when she felt a jolt. A tingling, almost, like she had been zapped by a static charge from a doorknob. She stepped towards Ianto and touched his shoulder