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(Newsies as in the News, not early Christian Bale Hotness where Cowboy Jack and Spot Conlon should totally have gotten nekkid together...BROOKLYN!!!! *cough*)
*loves the cold weather!*
Fixed---Most of the recs on the Smallville pages. Turns out, the Smallville Slash Archive, while still up, reorganized itself, so I had to track down the links again. Easy enough to do, it's the best maintained archive EVER.
Thoughts---I wanna hug Ray K. so bad it hurts. Anyone (aside from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pir8fancier) want a Due South recs page, or has that been done? (Keeping in mind that I've yet to do the Romeslash pages I promised).
Feelings---I feel quite perky lately. Don't ask me. Maybe it's being told in two days by two different people that I am awesome. :P Hellz Yeah. All I need now is to be told that I am one Bad Mama Jama.
Feelings Part Two---New Battlestar Galactica tonight. Chief! Gaeta! Gaius! Apollo!!!
Accomplished---Two jobs applied for. Six paragraphs of extreme angst written. One slightly annoying fan comment ignored with dignity. ...Can you ignore with dignity?... One (baked) chocolate donut eaten as a reward. Delicious.
*loves the cold weather!*
Fixed---Most of the recs on the Smallville pages. Turns out, the Smallville Slash Archive, while still up, reorganized itself, so I had to track down the links again. Easy enough to do, it's the best maintained archive EVER.
Thoughts---I wanna hug Ray K. so bad it hurts. Anyone (aside from
pir8fancier) want a Due South recs page, or has that been done? (Keeping in mind that I've yet to do the Romeslash pages I promised). Feelings---I feel quite perky lately. Don't ask me. Maybe it's being told in two days by two different people that I am awesome. :P Hellz Yeah. All I need now is to be told that I am one Bad Mama Jama.
Feelings Part Two---New Battlestar Galactica tonight. Chief! Gaeta! Gaius! Apollo!!!
Accomplished---Two jobs applied for. Six paragraphs of extreme angst written. One slightly annoying fan comment ignored with dignity. ...Can you ignore with dignity?... One (baked) chocolate donut eaten as a reward. Delicious.
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Thankee kindly. :)
That deserves teh pr0n. Anyone got thoughts on a quickie????
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*i can barely contain myself*
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but i'll probably be back afterward
AFTERWARD
*such a geek*
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Aside from the snark, yeah, would love a due South rec page.
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and not that I haven't read worse things.
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and not that I haven't read worse things.
Like....Goofus and Gallant porn.
HAHAHAHAHHA!
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an unfinished slashy gummi bears epic?
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OMG! That's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sick.
Link, please.
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am debating epilogue---
The face was as brown as the clear eyes drawing up and down his form could be, and Etienne lifted his chin in a show of faint annoyance at the boy's presumption but did not look away or otherwise move to acknowledge the bold inspection. If it amused the intruder to treat him like a street whore then it was more then fair that Etienne would treat him like a piece of street filth. They both knew the truth, and perhaps that is why he permitted the trespass.
If he had worn even a scrap of any colour of green, then the peasant' eyes before him would have shown an elusive glitter of the same shade, something Etienne had noticed long ago. Far too long ago, he admitted with a twist to his lips, and flicked a glance away from the dark lashes and curving, smug lips that had doubtless helped the boy with many of his assorted ventures.
The long breath that Etienne felt burning in his chest escaped his mouth as the Marquis turned a hideous, florid face away, obviously searching for servants large enough to toss the stranger into the street and then administer a good thrashing. The twist to Etienne'slips widened into a pleased smile, and he cocked one eyebrow, waiting.
With a snort that could have come from a horse, the man opened his mouth only to shut it abruptly. Narrowed eyes studied Etienne for a moment longer before sliding over to make a show of observing their host. It was a pretense of interest at best, perhaps a remnant of manners taught to the upstart long ago by someone with a noble soul for making the attempt. He did not bow or bend his head the slightest degree before sighing and turning back to Etienne, his eyes rolling in what was truly an exaggerated manner, his gaze expressing open disbelief that Etienne was even standing next to this man.
His sisters had possessed more decorum as children when faced with an unending series of horrid nannies, running to him with complaint after complaint. Etienne considered the memory of his pretty young sisters? disgraceful attempts to wheedle help from him--trick Suzette had perfected over the years--surprised that the boy before him had attempted a similarly childish act, looking to him with sparkling eyes that dared him to answer.