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First · Among · Angels
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Because my old list has been lost to time and the old pages of my journal, and I am too lazy to hunt it down and properly update it.
(Updated: June 16, 2009)
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For some reason, I can't seem to write the things I'm supposed to write - or much of anything at all, really - but I do have this. ::shakes head at self:: ( Girl!Dougie snippet )
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Happy 4th of July to everyone celebrating! (And a special Happy Birthday to my sister, even though she will never see this. :D) Title: You Can Only Say That What You Want Is Where You Are Author: kawaii_tenshi27 Summary: The first time Tom wears his ring in public – not just ‘running out to the store’ public, but ‘red carpet, flashbulbs, and video cameras’ public – is almost a week after Dougie gives it to him. Pairing: Dougie Poynter/Tom Fletcher Rating: PG Warning: Oneshot. Slash. Author's Notes: 1,568 words. Prequel of sorts to If You Feel A Little Lighter, which is actually sort of a sequel to something that's not finished yet. Basically, I had wrote a couple paragraphs for figletofvenice ages ago, and it turned into something else completely, with a random cameo by Chris Pine. I don't even know. ( You Can Only Say That What You Want Is Where You Are )
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This has been sitting around on my computer waiting to be posted, and as I've had a crazy and sort of scary past couple days, I figured posting part of my Nightmares Arc was strangely apt, though so far the only nightmares I've had have been while I'm awake. I'm not sure if that's better or worse than the while-sleeping kind, though I'd love to know what you all think. So, here, have some semi-angsty, semi-fluffy pre-Floynter. They have somehow become my safety blanket. Title: Pull Me Out from Inside Author: kawaii_tenshi27 Summary: “‘m all right,” Dougie tells his knees. “Just a bad dream.” Pairing: Tom Fletcher/Dougie Poynter Rating: PG Warning: Oneshot. Pre-slash. Author's Notes: 1,617 words. Part of my Nightmares Arc (this one takes place before Show Me Something I Can Overcome. Thanks to figletofvenice for the read-through and suggestions. ( Pull Me Out from Inside )
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Title: Utensil Joy Summary: Bandslash. Utensil prompt - spork. Warning: Drabble. Sort of implied slash, this is me, after all. Pete Wentz and Patrick Stump. Author's Notes: God help me, I'm writing bandslash. Written because linzeestyle was talking about sporks in the midst of a Pete/Patrick discussion, and this is how my brain works. ( Part Dix-Neuf )
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I fail at remembering to post things. So. I wrote a bunch of prompt ficlets ages ago, and posted most of them, and somehow missed one, so that's here, as are the fanfic drabbles I did for that prompt meme a couple weeks ago. For lambofcurl101th, who requested: ( McFly - Junes - Skinny dipping )
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For manuanya, who requested: ( pudd or floynter. you know what i prefer ;) leaving footprints in the sand )
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For closercloser, who requested: ( Ros and Guil. Prompt: BLEND into the background! )
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For cobalt_violet, who requested: ( Jason/Orpheus and the flamingos )
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For evolia, who requested: ( McFly GSF with a always-a-girl!Dougie - mcfly going to Scandinavia to film a video, and the prompt could be cold )
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cobalt_violet also requested an Alexander/Hephaistion drabble from my High School!AU, which is posted over at my non-fanfic journal, as it's not actually fanfic.
I Know We Can't Go Wrong.
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Basically, this fic went more or less thusly: Me: ::sees this article and does what any insane girl would do: starts writing, hits a roadblock, and turns to her beta in the middle of the street in Jersey:: Say I were to hypothetically be writing a story in which Tom doesn't go out clubbing with the others, but stays in the hotel by himself to write, and gets frustrated when the song won't work. Maddy: Are you writing this? Me: I said it was hypothetical. So, hypothetically, if I were writing this story, and Dougie were to hypothetically come back and walk in on Tom, what would Tom be doing? Hypothetically. Maddy: (no hesitation whatsoever) He should be fingering himself. Me: Huh. Okay. That works. Maddy: Are you serious? Me: Yes. Why not? This is me. Maddy: I wasn't serious, but oh my god. ::flails:: Me: ::flails even more:: Maddy: ::proceeds to bug me to get this thing finished, because, seriously, not so much with the hypothetical:: (This conversation took place before a Panic at the Disco concert in Jersey, while ignoring both the cops - who attempted to steal our hot drinks because they could not take a break to get their own - and the crazy Panic fans in turn.) Title: Butterflies All Tied Up Author: kawaii_tenshi27 Summary: By eleven o'clock, Tom has showered, changed into clean boxers and an old Star Wars tee-shirt, and settled in with pen, paper, and his guitar on the bed he's claimed for himself. Pairing: Dougie Poynter/Tom Fletcher Rating: R? NC-17? I never really did figure out how dirty it has to be to rate NC-17. Warning: Oneshot. Slash. Sex and sex-like happenings. Author's Notes: 9,000 words exactly. So many thanks to figletofvenice for being an awsome beta, and for giving me the idea for this in the first place, and then flailing with me. As we do. (I have never before had to split up the posting of a oneshot. This is both confusing and annoying. Why won't my computer just do what I want it to do? Hmph. Anyway, I apologize for the really awkard and uneven break-up of text. I really have no idea what I'm doing.) ( Butterflies All Tied Up - Part A )
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In addition to doing silly prompts and starting communities about safe sex in real life and in fiction (Go check it out at better_safe!), I've been poking around at this random 'verse I started a while ago when I was still regularly writing Harry Potter fic. It started with Have Some Chocolate, based on the idea that not only was Sirius actually the traitor working for Voldemort, but Remus was working with him. I have a bit of a kink for them being evil. :D Anyway, then figletofvenice came along and the story jumped forward about fifteen or sixteen years to As Good as Gone, in which Harry, having been raised by Remus and Sirius, is in Slytherin, and Neville is the Boy Who Lived. From there I went to It's the Taste of the Chase. And now I'm finally posting several other bits and pieces I have, most of which were comment!fic-type things for figletofvenice, though a couple have never seen the light of day. Joy. Anyway. ( I Do Confess, It’s the Mess That Feels So Right )
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Tagged by murderofonerose. (Whose birthday it is! Happy 21!) The first five people who comment in this post get to request a drabble length fic (i.e. about 100 words) of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal. Edit: Forgot to say - prompts, too, please!
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So, for anyone who knows me, we have probably had at least one conversation that somehow ended up being about safe sex - whether in real life practice or in fiction writing. At some point, a few of these conversation came to revolve around the idea of setting up a livejournal community dedicated to safe sex - again, both in real life practice and in fiction writing - because, let's face it, a lot of people have no idea what they're doing. So murderofonerose and I have spent far too much time trying to figure out how to set it up, and how to run it, and all that fun stuff, so that people can ask questions and suggest topics on everything from proper condom usage to STIs vs. STDs to why breathplay is so hot. There were some inappropriate jokes along the way (as is to be expected), and some crazy moments of icon-finding, and a good bit of flailing, but we're finally set up! ANYWAY, this is my roundabout way of telling everyone to go check out our shiny new comm at better_safe. Questions and discussion topics are welcome, and the more people involved, the better. (So if anyone wants to pimp for us, we will love you forever!) (You can also probably expect to see me pimping this on my next several fic posts. :D) |
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evolia kindly offered to pick up a McFly shirt for me at their gig, in case they're out by the time I actually get to see the boys live myself at the end of June (SO EXCITED!). I offered to write her a drabble for service fees, because I'm weird like that. She requested Junes genderswap, of the always-a-girl variety rather than the waking-up-a-girl variety. As I seem to be currently unable to make Harry a girl (for some reason, it's just not working in my brain) this led to more drabble-ing in my always-a-girl!Danny 'verse, which makes this technically pre-Junes, but whatever. Hope you like it anyway! ( Girl!Danny snippet )
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For figletofvenice, in honor of her having completed her initial draft of her Bandom Big Bang - which I now get to beta. Congratulations, Maddy! I'm all giddy. :) Title: It's the Taste of the Chase Summary: The first time Harry kisses Neville, it's revenge and a bit of a game. Really. Why else would Harry Potter be kissing Neville Longbottom? Pairing: Harry Potter/Neville Longbottom Warning: Drabble. Oneshot. Slash. Part of my Evil AU (which is the 'verse to which Have Some Chocolate and As Good as Gone belong). Harry is a Slytherin. Neville is the Boy Who Lived. Author's Notes: 300 words. There are actually several random bits of this 'verse floating around unposted (all the fault of figletofvenice, who is a terrible enabler). Maybe some day I will remember to post them properly. ( It's the Taste of the Chase )
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Title: You Are the Taste of Something Sweet Author: kawaii_tenshi27Summary: Tom is stirring something on the stove, wearing an unfamiliar apron - it's pink and flowery and has ruffles - over his boxers, bare feet tapping in time as he sings along to the Beatles on the radio.Pairing: Harry Judd/Tom Fletcher Rating: PG Warning: Oneshot. Drabble-ish. Slash. Author's Notes: 1,105 words. I was going through some old papers and found my scripts from the shows I was interning for last summer, and, what should I find in the margins, but some fic I wrote after a 'rather heated discussion' amongst the cast members. I'm pretty sure I only wrote this one and Every Little Thing He Does on the topic, but I guess one never knows what I shall find when I try to clean. Anyway, this is my second response to my self-imposed 'barefoot in the kitchen' prompt, more or less unedited from what my original scribbles were. Feel free to tell me it's complete and utter crack (I think it was meant to be, but my memory is pretty shot) and that I should never, ever post things without a beta. ( You Are the Taste of Something Sweet )
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So, again, I don't really write bandom, but this is for figletofvenice's birthday. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADDYMADDYMADDY! Hope you enjoy. Title: So That Which Is Good May Flourish Summary: Maddy asked for Brian Schechter fic, with Frank. Or Mikey. Or both. I cheated on the both thing. Pairing: Brian Schechter/Frank Iero Rating: PG? PG-13? Who knows. Warning: Oneshot. Drabble-ish. Slash. Author's Notes: 336 words. ( So That Which Is Good May Flourish )
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Title: I'm Not Gonna Waste These Words Author: kawaii_tenshi27Summary: For a prompt based on this picture, posted by one Mr. Poynter. Pairing: Harry Judd/Danny Jones Rating: R? Warning: Oneshot. Drabble-ish. Slash. Author's Notes: 831 words. evolia made me do it, I swear. (Also, sorry this is about five million days late. Life happened.) ( I'm Not Gonna Waste These Words )
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Title: Like I Don't Know Now Author: kawaii_tenshi27Summary: Whose baby is she? Pairing: Tom Fletcher/Harry Judd Rating: PG? Warning: Drabble-ish. Slash. Kid!fic. Author's Notes: 237 words (I fail at round numbers on this one). Standalone from the same 'verse as Sent Here From Heaven and Just Wanna Get Down on the Floor (chronologically, this one falls very soon after Sent Here From Heaven). ( Like I Don't Know Now )
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