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Happy Passover!
Here is a short, fluffy, entirely-cheerful thing I wrote for Passover. Chag Sameach Pesach, to anyone who celebrates.
Fandom: Eagle
Pairing: Esca/Marcus
Title: Next Year in Jerusalem
Word Count: ~2K
Rating: PG
Warnings: modern AU, swearing, drinking, politically incorrect language, a less-than-totally-devout seder
Summary: April, 2014. Marcus has been ( Read more... ) -
Chosen
Title: Chosen
Pairing: Marcus Flavius Aquila/Original Female Character
Rating: Gen
Warnings: none
Summary: Marcus catches the eye of a wolf. A prequel to Pack Dynamics.
On the seventh day of training after receiving their centurion's crests, those who had been chosen already spent the morning in combat drills, learning how to modify their basic ( Read more... ) -
Mrc and Esc: Paint the Walls
Here's the deal: I swore (to myself, for what little it's worth) that I wouldn't write any more until I had finished my BB fic. Which I am having so much fun with, btw. But then motetus, curse her blackened heart, made a picture for Spear, Sling, Club, as you will see when you go right over to her journal and take a look. You must go. Go now. It is ( Read more... ) -
Tea Time for the Captain and the Reverend
This is something I wrote for motetus' birthday, and it is probably the most embarrassing thing I have ever done, ever. A lot. I nearly didn't post it, because ... well, you'll see. But she talked me into it and I an very biddable, especially when porn is involved.
I hereby disavow all knowledge of what I have just written and posted.
*blush* oh god, do not ( Read more... ) -
Running off to the Woods! (Updated!)
The Captain and I are fleeing to the dark, scary woods of the Pacific Northwest for a week. We shall drink beer by a roaring wood fire, fend off bears*, luxuriate in the stunning view from the outhouse, and have absolutely, positively no internet for an entire week, except for each evening when we go to the local brewpub 4 miles down the road. ( Read more... ) -
Passing by the skin of your teeth still counts as a pass
I actually cried in the middle of my pediatrics final (not my best moment), because I had studied, damn it, and all the questions were on things that I never would have ever, ever studied in a thousand years. At the start of the test I began a tally of how many questions I didn't actually solidly know the answer to, and when I got to question #65 ( ( Read more... ) -
Mrc and Esc: Spear, Sling, Club
I was being *terribly and cruelly* harassed earlier in the week by Nobody In Particular, about a certain work of fiction that's been sitting at 98% done for, um, a while now. And so this little fiction is for Nobody In Particular, who should NOT talk about putting off major projects. (Naturally, I am also hoping for art.) Yes, this is what I did ( Read more... ) -
Anyone Watching Downton Abbey?
I've never understood soap operas. I hated shows like Melrose Place. The last time I watched a TV show with dedication bordering on fervor was mumble X-Files mumble. And then there's Downton Abbey.
By the time we finally get it pirated from The Internet a full day after it shows in England (thanks, Internet! ITV can suck it for delaying the US ( Read more... ) -
Saris and Head Colds (updated)
(update: I have just noticed, not that my brain is more functional, that this post is approx 11,000 words long. I am hiding most of it beneath the jump, because otherwise I have just spammed everyone with bitching about my sinuses. Sorry, everyone...)
I had a wonderful post all planned out, really I did. It was going to be about Divali and how I ( Read more... )
