So, I'm sitting here on February 12th, arranging the story's postings and hoping to HELL they all come out okay, lol... thinking about how nice it is to write again, and be back with you all.
Edit: This WAS scheduled for tomorrow, but my everpresent, dedicated and beautiful peach-goddess 
verangel deserves to have it NAU. So, so happy you've enjoyed this ride with me, baby!!
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 12-End)
Pairing: C/Z (paasstish... furtuuure? :O)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: All it takes is a badly-placed doughnut, really.
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Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 11)
Pairing: Casey/OMC (??), C/Z (past...ish)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Sometimes, moving on doesn't mean moving *apart*.
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Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 10)
Pairing: Casey/OMC (?), C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Familiarity and simplicity doesn't fit in certain ways.
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Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 9)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: 'Too much' brings Casey to a crisis-point.
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Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 8)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Casey's skipping and 'soiree'-ing.
( What’s the deal wanting me to go along with this crap any—WATCH it!Collapse )
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 7)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Resolutions are made, along with chores turning into discoveries.
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Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 6)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: When the truth comes out, the truth comes out.
( I can be one evil, venomous fucker with just words, Case.Collapse )
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 5)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past), some surprise het I hadn't planned but it happened anyway, lol...
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Confusion and regrets abound, Zeke shuts shit down.
( What's the word, thunderbird... what's the price--Collapse )
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 4)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past), Stan/Stokes
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Zeke observes "interactions" and wonders what could be done, or IF anything *should* be done.
( I figured you’d all be starving to death with Zeke’s barely being able to boil water…Collapse )
More-of-more. :D
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 3)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Secret meetings and snow days.
( Yeah, a tiny sip of Hi-C equals a lawsuit. C’mon, come with.Collapse )
As promised, I'm setting this here tale up in 'postpone mode' to ensure it all gets out in a timely, easy-to-get to fashion, instead of bombing the hell outta the place with 320 pages of fic, lol. Hope you continue enjoymenting!
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 2)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: 'Project Breakup' is proposed, though there are some concerns...
( Biscuits. Because Zeke wanted biscuits.Collapse )
So. Here's the deal.
A while back, I'd been trolling my brain for story ideas having to do with a particular interesting dynamic I like writing, that being 'Frank Vs. Zeke'. I simply LOVE making situations where they clash, argue, even fist-fight. Because. ;) Out of nowhere, this idea starts hitting me between the eyes, and I'm thinking, "Dude, this sounds like fun!" I figured eh, a lil' mini-series thingee, a few chaps long, nothing huge. So I started writing it about three to four weeks ago, while planning to keep it on the down-low due to my long absences/multi-multi-parters sitting in the dust, starving and waiting for me to return to them/etc.
320 pages and 99,093 words later, it's done. I can't even express how this one FLOWED out. I'd go to read it to Pan when he'd get back from work, saying "I wrote" with him chortling and sarcastically saying, "uh huh. How many pages?" Because I was getting it wrong every time; I'd say, "Maybe ten?" then check and amend it to, "Uh, 29, actually?" I don't feel time or the space I take up when I write, and I think, 'well, it's only been an hour, so it can't be THAT mu--wait, eleven pages?' lol. Can't essplain it. Just happens. :D
So now I shall post it. It's unedited for the most part, just for fun and frolic. After this first post, I'm gonna set up each chapter in livejournal to be posted in advance if I can. Dole 'em out, on time and for the fun. :D And since this one sucked the writing-life outta me, forcing my devotion toward it in the last 3 or so weeks, I'm dedicating it to one sweet prisca1960, the only Christmas-fic=requester who got shafted on my list. While it's not *exactly* what you asked for, I had you in mind as I wrote it. Love you punky!! I hope you, and ALLA-you, enjoy!
Title: So You Think You Can Tell (Pt. 1)
Pairing: Casey/OMC, C/Z (past)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Frank wants to trade-up for how things USED to be, damn it.
( Ooh, ‘twat’. I don’t know if I’ve ever heard that come outta your mouth.Collapse )
So no, I *havne't* forgotten the last one or two requests from my "Ask for fic!" Christmastime time. Time. Way late, I know, but hey... hitting another dry spot during some busy-busyness the last few weeks happens at times. :P So YES, prisca1960, you WILL get your request some time soon, hopefully! Tonight's a writing-bug night. :D
But while she didn't technically make a request, verangel HAD commented to my post. So I consider that an unspoken request. And since she's just one helluva-cool gal (and second-time grandma, yay!) she's getting the first of the belated set of ficness. And SINCE she always showed a heaping amount of <3 for my long-ago (and miraculously FINISHED WIP, a rarity in these parts) 'High Society', I decided to write from there... this time, from another's perspective. Oooh.
In case you barely remember it, the tag-archive for High Society be here. If you don't need a refresher, this little "new addition" takes place between Part 12 and Part 13, involving Casey's coming home after his secret day out with Cal, shaken, freezing, sick and depressed after being found out (and almost the receiver of an ass-kicking) by/from Zeke as to what he'd done. But it isn't as if because Casey was knocked out a couple days, all time stopped for everyone else. So in hitting the idea of, 'What DID Zeke go through when all of that went down?' last night while rereading High Society, I was compelled to expose that 'what did'. I hope it is enjoyedededed, if only for the "remember when I was always here, writing, reading and frolicking around in these crazy universes we'd come up with?!" nostalgia. ;)
Title: High Society: Points of View
Pairing/Characters: C&Z-UST, C/others, Casey/Cal, OMCs-all-the-hell-over
Rating: VERY light NC-17, if ya squint.
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: Zeke doesn't care and he cares too damned much.
( You said you loved me!Collapse )
This Chrimbo requesting is brought to you by aliensouldream!
Title: A Beautiful Ugly
Pairing: C/Z
Rating: VERY light NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Author's note(s): K, so the whole 'shtooping in an inappropriate place' kinda got lost in a mess of ugly Christmas sweater stuff. It just... happen-den-ed, as my brother would say. But the fluffified nature of what is to follow is something I hope you will like!!! *HUGS*
Synopsis: When Zeke goes dork, he goes all out.
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It's New year's Eve, and it's only fitting to post some fic. Late CHRIMBO-wish fic. Sorrysauce, but I'm here, lol!
Before posting the first two I have so far (gonna keep working on 'em! Promises!), I'd like to let 2016 know that ( cut for vulgarityCollapse )
Now that THAT'S outta my system! Ficness! These first two go out to... naemi!
Title: Boarders
Pairing: C/OMC/OMP
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Warning(s): Dark, dub-con, hints of non-con, shaming... it's fic for naemi, basically. ;)
Synopsis: Casey's gotta keep secrets, any way he can.
( Is that a failing grade I hear?Collapse )
And TWO! :D
Title: Slap-Happy
Pairing: C/Z
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Warning(s): nothing BAD, just... rough-shmexing. :D
Synopsis: A 'first-time' is supposed to be... not this. Right?
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I've given some thought when it comes to the "good ol' days", holidaze-wise, giving myself some fic-tasks in coming back here and demanding my pals gimmee a bunny to write for them for Chrimbo. Seeing as I've ever-so greedily jumped into naemi's 
bunnybash gift-fic requesting, like hell I'm stepping up to that metaphorical fic-buffet empty-handed!
Soooo... after you gimmee YOUR stories/posts to feast on in the post I put up today, come back HERE and do your worst. Or best. In case your memories of me have grown vague, I'll write just about anything--I rather enjoy making a holiday tale that gets me slapped onto Santa's "Bad" list, while ensuring a spot for myself in a handbasket going down. Remember? Yeah, hope you do. ;) I can only hope that my equally-loved devotion to writing stories full of fluffilicious-sweet-goody-goody topics give me SOME redemption. Whatever thy requests, thy gets.
I'll do my best to post them all between Dec. 21-24, depending on what I can manage to get done. But even if some arrive belatedly, I WILL get them done. No one left behind. So. GimmeeGimmeeGIMMEE!
Had to work out kinks on the new laptop, otherwise I would've been here yesterday. I still can't get up the nerve to go to my long-ignored friends-list and pay witness to what HAS to be the most enormous, bittersweet explosion of love to our lovely mews1945... I've been assaulted by grief-filled experiences for close to a year now, a huge chunk of the reasons I've stayed away. Literally nothing positive is going on in my/our life/lives. I haven't wanted to be here, never having anything good to say, no fic/updates to WIPs to add, yada yada... but I gotta be here, now, in some way.
( She was one of my first friends as 'HNV'...Collapse )
So. It's only been like, forever since I've posted here. HI! :)
Without getting tl;dr as to how life's been, I'll just say that lots of things have kept me away. Not any one thing actually having to do with LJ, you guys, whatever else. Mostly family life, things having gotten harder and my concentration being on other things. I have so, so, soooo much to catch up on. Sorry I haven't been in touch with most of you. I HAVE heard from one aliensouldream that there be a moot planned around Memorial Day '16... so wanna get in on that. It's a perfect way to get back into the swing o' things. :) Hope everyone's been well. I'm working on 'wellness' in general... it'll work out.
So... still loving up The Boys, drooling over Penny Dreadfulness and being silly ol' me. You? :)
Hiya, guys! It's been a little crazyfaced lately, but I HAD prommed to do up a skeery-fic for aliensouldream's fic-challenge... which... I didn't finish. D'oh. Sorry for my lameness... but this IS the busiest time of the year for us, even worse than Chrimbo sometimes!
It WILL be done!! Meanwhile... how's you all?? :D
The Kickstarter project I made's been approved and lauched, w00t! :D
Checkity-check-it, especially the vid I made to replace the other; it's shorter, more to-the-point, etc. Thanks for the feedback on that, guys; it really convinced me that I needed to trim and be more specific. :D
mews1945!*~
As I told gabi_fics in comments, I'd love to meet Josh's psychologist-psychiatrist team and shake their hands. Whatever awakenings Josh has experienced when it comes to reviving his acting career in order to take on Penny Dreadful...
Oh god, Josh. Good god. Thank you. My love for you is forever. And ever. :D
And I don't GET INTO TV. This? Yea. Oh fucking hells-to-the-yea, yea.
Edit: Like there isn't an RPS idea lurking around in my head over this fucking brilliance.
Holy canarcy, the changes around here!! How long was I GONE for?! Lawl...
Been a busy time (der hey). Haven't writ a lick in a while, been going out, working, nail-polishing, whatevz else! Playing catch-up should occupy my time for like, forever. :)
So yea, checking in, asking what's up, and to see if anyone knows what's led Casey to a life of prostitution. Saw him on the corner the other day, and funnily enough, his GTO-driving pimp was looking pretty smug. Wtf does Casey OWE for?
http://www.ign.com/articles/2014/04/28/watch-showtimes-penny-dreadful-premiere-now
Just watched. OheMGee.
Some gore, too worth it.
Do. It.
From the first time I met her, at my first ever mini-moot altogether, October 2007. This is one of my faves--when she smiled, you thought she was laughing as the pic was taken. Nope. It was just the way she smiled.
Happy Birthday, dear Mary.
Real quick... at gay strip club with pal Jim. Apparently, some of these dancers are straight. I thought I'd just be a bystander. Nooope.
Good fukkin times lol! Moar latah....
Posted via m.livejournal.com.
prisca1960!*~
ANUDDER birthday.
moit!*~moit... and, uh... exit, stage moit-luvvin..."
Hope everyone's doing good. I'm a'right, I spos. Trying to inch my way back into LJ through checking the f-list more, commenting and whatevz else. Though I realized how hard I've failed keeping up with birthdays, because when I got notifications for both i_o_r_h_a_e_l and wiccabex, I'd PURPOSEFULLY left them unread so I could come by and make HAMMY BARFDAY posting for the two. Then I left a whole bunch of other emails unread, and my head turned into a gelatinous glob of uselessness in not sifting through to delete spammy-spam and keep the space clear. So...
i_o_r_h_a_e_l and wiccabex!
Apologies owed for my long, looong, absence, especially considering that I'd struck-up the C/Z Valentine's Day event and never came back for reminders, updates and hell, general life posts.
There HAVE been a lot of things that have both helped and hindered me in the last month or so, all of which has kept me away from everything on the internet besides the occasional facebooking and gaming. I'd get all detailed and stuff, but just ONE DRINK at dinner's got me all blahed-out. Granted, I didn't each much today but wtf?
MOAR apologies as... well, I've been whacking my head against every solid surface for fic-ideas this Val Day, and on my way to enjoy a gift certificate to 'Ulta' Pan got me (OMFG what a trap that place is! More later, prom) I GOT one... then came home and had to rush around because my parents surprised us in taking Gavs to let us have Val-Day fun alone. So I've had *no time* the last few days, even with my setting it aside. But I HAVE been writing... again, moar on that later, when I'm sober. Lawl.
I'll be back tomorrow!! Love you guys... and I'll be running around playing catch-up soon!!
Due to some people PM'ing/emailing me to ask, "Hey, are you planning on doing the Val-Day C/Z event again this year?" I figured I'd drop by and say...
...well, no. Not REALLY. Not the kind that we started, nor how it'd evolved (whether a full-month every-day posting deal or a sekrit-Valentine one). I know it disappoints some, but with the dwindling fandom, problems which seem to grow in numbers every 'season' and my own lack of participation around here with my taking on my own personal writing projects lately (while still trying to get with my fave lads via fic, no worries!) and having to focus a LOT of my attention and time on Gavs (things are okay, just a little more intense lately), I don't feel it'd have the same 'flair'.
It doesn't mean that I'm not around, or that I think the C/Z fandom is dead and not worth having fun in anymore. Definitely not. I know that my long stretches of silence, lack of story-posting/WIP-updating, etc. DOES make it look that way. I won't deny I've lost some faith over time--but I still always, every single day with promises, think of not just fun fic bunnies with the Herrington-folk, but my LJ-folk, people I couldn't fall out-of-love with even if I tried (haven't tested that out ;)). It may be quiet between ALL of us and there's an undercurrent of longing for the 'good ol' days' in nearly every post we make lately, myself VERY much included in that.
But just to make sure the boys don't feel like we've forgotten, we DO need to keep some tradition alive, right? SOOOOooo... instead of making this an organized, super-fannish event--something that can always bring in the fun AND stress for all, at the same time--I'd like to take a page from aliensouldream's book:
cz_valentines community, but as long as you don't mind a link-listing there where I post whatever contribution, all's well. No real rules, no real pressure--the only thing I ask is that if you're even just considering posting on that day, comment to this post or the post I'll eventually throw-up in the community some time soon saying so. It'd be cool, kick-starting our engines together here, chatting about the boys, going over ideas, etc. Comments are NOT screened, so don't think you can tell me your deepest, darkest C/Z desires without anyone else seeing 'em.
shirebound, shady saleschick as she is, asked me, "Would you like to buy an A??" So I did!
Something I hate: Arrogance. Nothing wrong with getting a little egomaniacal every now and again, especially if you've *earned* it. I'm going after those who either haven't earned it or one small accomplishment somehow gives them license to lord over all.
Something I love: Astronomy :)
Somewhere I have been: Aquarium of the Americas, in New Orleans.
Somewhere I would like to go: Agawam's new Sunday flea market next weekend, WITHOUT Gavs this time (went today, the first; quite good!)
Someone I know: aliensouldream!
Best Movie: I wanted to avoid titles that start with 'A' alone, but really, when 'A Hard Day's Night' popped in my head? Puh-lease.
Would you like to buy an...?
I didn't get around to making an official Christmas post. It's not Christmas anymore. But I DO have Christmas fic. Why the hell not? :)
I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday, and for anyone not subscribing to the Christian faith, well--I'm a rotten, no-good skeptic of everything spiritual. Doesn't mean I sat at home bitching about religion, not when there's food, friends, family and other fun to jump into. In the end, it's what keeps us sane when it's too cold to live, amirite?
So yesterday was my naeminess, chock full of that good ol' ebul she craves. Today, it's holiday fluff, Torrin!fic style. Hope you enjoy!
MORE Chrimbo love... thanks to lovethosehobbit for the soap (SO unexpected!!), yeuxdebleu (still such immaculate handwriting, lol!),
naemi and aliensouldream's card and pretteh ornament. :D I myself sent MINE today... some need "extra work" and will hopefully go out tomorrow, but I managed to get 'em 99% done. Feels good! It's not the latest they could've been sent, but I do hope they show up on time.
As for the homefront, Gavs is SO excited for the holidays. He'd begged for a tree since around Halloween, so now that we have ours, bought from my work with co-worker Jon having cut/shaped it PERFECT for us--seriously, this is probably one of the best tree experiences we've had--it's made Gavs a happy kiddo. :) He's been so interesting lately, specifically with his speech; it's so much clearer, and instead of echolaleia and the talking sounding rehearsed, he comes out with some crazy, independent comments. It may be practiced in a way, with things like sentence structure ("I like ____", etc.) but it's easy to hear his own personality and thought being put behind it. In bringing out the ornaments, he got SO excited and talked about every single one we brought out. His faves were the Nightmare Before Christmas and Monsters Inc. ones, of course. He's been stopping by the tree to make sure the Monsters one is placed perfectly, moving it to where he wants it if it's been nudged, lol.
Anywho. How's you?
Christmas cards have come! Thanks to m'dears mews1945, primula_baggins, addie71 an laeliacatt for the lovely greetings! I've started working on mine... picked them up last night at Acme Surplus, sells 'em for cheap and they're so fun and PRETTY. Cheap = Doesn't Matter They're AWESOME, anywhere in Noho. :)
Gotta say, though--my drive for holiday cheer's not like LAST year. I went out to shop last night and only managed to find the fun in it for two people, my parents. LAST year, I had most of my shopping done by the first week of December. Sigh. Anyone else feel this way? It's not necessarily money issues, just a very Meh-Blah state of mind. I've felt pretty disconnected, not just here but everywhere.
Having a hard time concentrating posting right now, as Gavs has my plushy Frood and is being EXTREMELY adorable with him. "OH HAI FRODO! Lookit the FRODO!" ... dies.
HAI. :)
Gonna be going out for Christmas-carding today, methinks. Despite my low attendance around here, like I'd pass y'all up on the holidaze. :) It's been a busy time, but even with all that, with LJ's current burping (I'm not the only one who's had problems with this doohickey, amirite?) I would've been on sooner to check in. Been trying, swear to Christ. All of my lj-notifications, like comments to my posts/replies in other's, etc., have been going to my spam folder. That's been a pisser and a half, as well, cuz I just don't CHECK my spam enough. I'm thinking of dumping yahoo; their new format, trying to be like gmail... that's been a huge annoyance for me.
Money's always a fun little issue, but the cards shall go out! How are you guys?
verangel!*~
I'm a little amazed right now, because... I wrote. And not just "wrote", but... wrote.
I know I've been a right-shit, not having updated ANY of my WIPs in so, so long, especially since I stupidly took on so damned many in the last few years. You probably barely friggin' remember half of them, and wouldn't blame you if you said, "Pah, I have no faith in this ingrate!" But, in case I haven't completely annihilated the C/Z fandom's faith in me, I'd love to share? :)
In all serious, honest-of-honesty, I've been going through a super-heavy, terrible struggle when it comes to writing. I've gotten some story-work done, like my Torrin!fic and other quickies, but when it comes to the real MEAT of what I write, HOW I write and WHY I write, I've hit one of the biggest, most frustrating blocks I've ever encountered. It got to a point a few days ago, when I'd once again opened one of my WIP docs to try and 'recapture' and failed at getting anything done in it, where I'd actually cried and ranted about how horrible it felt, not being able to write what I so truly love. I've been in a world of doubt as to just what I'm able to do, IF I'm able to do it; if giving-up on fandom is an option when deep in my heart of hearts is most definitely not. But at this very moment, having gotten through a tough bit where I just didn't know what the FUCK to do, I feel like a floodgate or two's opened up, and shit's come a bit more clearer. I don't want to be too optimistic. But still.
I have to thank a certain someone dearly for THIS bout of creativity... this isn't your official birthday gift, verangel, but since you'd helped me through and inspired what was YOUR STORY to BEGIN with, I can only sit here and mourn the fact that you're not here, right in front of me, to glomp, hug, squish, squash, squishle, squashle, and other some-such grabby-vernacular. So much love, all for you. :D
So, here we go!
verangel, a lovely friend and confidant. :)
naemi!*~
Yea, cos' I don't say that every time I drop by, lol. Let's do sumfin fun.
Stolen from moit (and everyone else, it'd seem)...
Ten Things You May Not Know About honeyandvinegar:
10. I've never liked feeling different from guys, especially when they'd MAKE me feel different. As a kid, to dissuade them from thinking I was a fainting flower, I'd always challenge them in some way, sometimes being scrappy little neighborhood fights, lol. Somehow, I'd win.
9. On the flipside of #10, I've never, EVER felt very in-tune with girls and always felt verrrrry insecure around them. I was always the oddball, never stfu when a girl was supposed to, didn't like girls' styles, etc. It takes a personality a lot like mine or a girl who can put UP with my personality in order for me to get along. :P
8. When I was around two, I went through a brief and very strange period where I wanted to be Chewbacca. I tried convincing my grandpa that I was KIND of like him by running my hand over my arm and saying, "See?? I have fur!"
7. I can't stand it when someone sneezes loudly more than twice in a row. This is a problem, as Pan has sneezing fits of up to SIX at one time. EVERY time. It rattles windows.
6. I saved a girl from my scout troop from drowning when I was around 12. We went to Mount Tom, when it had a big amusement area complete with a wave pool. The dumbass lifeguard wasn't paying attention as she was obvz drowning in the deep end, so I swam in after her, then went to chew him out. The guy and his friend (or really, distraction) laughed at me. To this day, I wish I'd reported the prick.
5. I absolutely despise the concept of Robin Thicke's 'Blurred Lines', but I can't help but groove to it. If it comes on the radio at work I always call, "Omg, I HATE this song!" as I turn it up.
4. When Gavs was born, I didn't feel the intial OMFG!MOMMY!LOVE!attachment thing right off, as I thought I would. Whether it was from the drugs, c-sec, etc., all I thought when I got my first glimpse of him on the scale was 'Who ARE you?' It hit me the next day, however, and I KNEW that rush of YAY! didn't hit everyone, so I wasn't bugged-out by it.
3. I had THE biggest crush on Michael J. Fox as a kid. No one loved him as much as I did.
2. When Ilya got his first laptop from his inheritance, I was originally pissy and "wtf?" about it, thinking it was a waste. Needless to say, I ended up coveting it. Hard.
1. If I could get my shit together, I'd make a pretty good stand-up comedian. At least I THINK so.
claudia603!*~
romeny!*~
Even though my muse's been on hiatus, I FINALLY went back through my LJ to update my archive listings. But AGAIN, it's TOO BIG, so... ignore this post, it's just Archive Part Four. Lawl.
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My word, it's been a while.
I've had this lil' ditty going on for a while, eking out bits here and there over the last month or so. I FINALLY finished it. :D It's a Torrin!verse, one I'd told moit AGES ago that she'd like but never explained/expanded on. So. :D
Title: Just Like You: Candy
Pairing/Characters: C/Z, Torrin!verse
Rating: NC-17
Very-Slight-Warning(s): crossdressing
Genre: AU, future!fic
Disclaimer: Don't own!
Synopsis: The traditional vaca Casey and Zeke take every summer makes a slight detour, due to their son's shenanigans.
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I'm not gonna get into detail... just gonna say that I haven't enjoyed my week+ off from work in the slightest. I've been crying more than what's reasonable and feeling lower than low, with something stupid/bad/annoying/scary/etc. happening every damned day.
But I'm mainly here to say that basically, I'm so sorry I'm never around. :( I think I've just fallen behind in a LOT of ways. This summer started off great, but it's been crappier and crappier every passing moment. Still, I should come around more. Hell, I should WRITE more.
I'll be back here soon. Just need some time. Comments off, just wanna say I ♥ you and hello. :)
bagma!*~
mews1945!*~
