So this is another day where I have no business writing posts, and so, of course, I shall.

Things I've been meaning to post for the last, oh, eternity and a half:

1. froggyfun365 has recorded four of my stories, and beyond the fact that omg podfics the world is made of awesome, her reading is amazing. She gave each of them a different feel, and each works so ( Read more... )

So a week ago I somehow ended up with a ficlet about Johnny Weir as the third Way brother. Then on Friday, as I was innocently planning to spend my hour-long bus ride studying dynamics, this happened. I'm sure these two facts have nothing to do with each other. But since it feels a bit rude to blame Newton for this, I'll go ahead and keep blaming roga. ( Read more... )

For good or for bad, last night's homework didn't produce any more drabbles, but then this morning this happened. Personally I blame roga, who clearly lacks survival skills as far as avoiding fandoms goes. In other words: Johnny Weir as the third Way brother, the logical conclusion to all RPF.

( The Littlest Way holds his hand out to Frank, raising his eyebrows in already-sarcastic expectation. His feet are sketching delicate little movements over the ice, somehow standing almost still and dancing in place at the same time. )

It would appear that people who have known me for almost a decade (we won't name names, just numbers), during which I've used ;p as a smiley about 80% of the time, still somehow expect -- after ten years, I'd like to stress this -- that I somehow make sense enough to go by accepted code, and was poking my tongue out at them this whole time ( Read more... )

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( The thing is, however, that Butcher really is a good babysitter, even if his friend group apparently contains more of the Undesirable Element than Pete has realized before. )

Actually, it goes like this ( Read more... )

I don't actually think someone should write this, except, why lie, I totally do ( Read more... )

greenet posted a WAP thing, and, being that I'm herd-minded, I was going to post one too. For all the random shit we've sent each other, though, it was surprisingly hard to find anything, which means that I also found this crack-ish bandom AU WIP bitlet -- well, for the value of 'crack' that means 'possibly very close to reality'. Also, why do I always ( Read more... )

I was looking at my friends-of list, wondering if there was any point in posting something bandomy, and discovered that about ten bandom people have friended back my never-updated lj. So on the one hand, hi! Thanks! (Well, that goes to all friend-backers, even ones who are afraid of Pete Wentz. I'm afraid of Pete Wentz most days; I feel your pain ( Read more... )

LJ briefly friends only. Which shouldn't matter too much, because the number of people who remember WAP! and know who the rest of these people are is... one, and she's already read this.

Notes anyway:

WAP!: was, long long ago, in the days of pop and people who only touched each other's ass onstage in a funny way, a fictional band that was... not ( Read more... )