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2009-11-16T07:06:05Z

Repo! The Genetic Opera Anonymous Kink Meme

My Flist Is So Quiet This Weekend

2009-11-16T06:49:55Z

So, when I was wracked with insomnia last night, I caught up on tv.

Bones:

So, is the Jack/Angela ship officially sunk? Never to sail again? Sad to think that Angela used to be my fav character. *sigh* I really didn't enjoy her and Wendel screwing, and I'm not even totally sure why.

But I love love love Stephan Fry coming back! God, words just cannot express how awesome he is. I actually liked the arc with Booth not shooting straight and Gordon Gordon's pep talk. "You have to save the ~~princess~~ ~~cheerleader~~ Bones!" Yes, if anything could get Booth's mojo back, it would be Brennan watching. Although I was half-expecting the solution to be Bones throwing him one. *dirty laugh*

Also, while I am SURE the writers themselves have forgotten this, the last time Gordon Gordon was on screen, he mentioned that one of the B/B team knew that they were in love - since they're acting like Booth just feel in love with Brennan recently, that would mean that Brennan was aware of her feelings. Which, personally, is an idea I love.

The Vampire Diaries:

WHY DO YOU KEEP KILLING OFF FUCKING AWESOME FEMALE CHARACTERS, SHOW?!?!?!?!!?!

Lexie was bad ass. I adored her platonic BFF status with Stefan.

Also, the whole Damon-Katherine-possessed!Bonnie thing was fabulous. Because Damon totally loved Katherine, and they really, really should have been Spike and Dru-ing it all across the planet. And Damon kept his side of the deal. (Which makes me want to write about him saving wee!Bonnie.)

Bonnie's ancestor was totally badass, I loved the pentagram being used as a symbol of protection, and I really, really want to see Bonnie leveling up to crazy magic without being ridden by a ghost.

I wasn't so thrilled with everyone being all weepy at the end of the ep.

I'm glad Katherine isn't going to show up, but I'm kinda of disappointed that the other 27 vamps weren't let loose. Although it's not like this town doesn't have PLENTY of fangs running around.

I Think This Is A Sign I Watch Too Much TV

2009-11-15T09:19:18Z

Show I Am Currently Watching:

Bones

Burn Notice

Chuck

Dexter*

Fringe*

Gossip Girl*

HIMYM*

Legend of The Seeker

Leverage

The Sarah Conner Chronicles*

The Vampire Diaries

Seriously, I decided to write this up because I couldn't just list off the top of my head what I was watching. Bad sign, Red. Bad sign.

*shows which I am not caught up with, often by a season or more.

Everything's Peaches But The Cream

2009-11-15T07:01:08Z

The LJ Expression Meme
Character: redbrunja

.happy.	.sad.	.angry.	.scared.

.disgusted.	.surprised.	.flirty.	.sexual.

.confused.	.shy.	.playful.	.rage.

.hurt.	.guilty.	.bored.	.laughing.

.sarcastic.	.tired.	.wtf.	.pride.

.sympathy.	.evil.	.innocent.	.in love.

YOUR	FOUR	FAVORITE	ICONS

WANT TO DO IT TOO?
Snag yourself the coding here.

All The Cool Ladies Meta On Vulcans

2009-11-15T02:05:41Z

Okay, so, after Star Trek reboot, the Vulcan population is decimated.

Would that make Spock's genes more valuable (we needs all the genetic diversity we can get to keep the species going) or less (half Vulcan ≠ Vulcan)?

Discuss.

I'm inclined to think it's the latter, but the movie sort-of contradicts me on that, with Spock planning on quitting Star Fleet to help rebuild Vulcan.

That said, if they ever wanted Spock's genes, with their level of tech, I doubt it would put a crimp in him being on the Enterprise. It might throw some wrenches in the wheels with regards to Uhura.

Dead Men Tell Tales

2009-11-13T01:28:29Z

Would you rent or buy the home of your dreams if a brutal murder had taken place there? What if you got to live there rent-free? Would you think twice if neighbors warned you that it was haunted?

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I sure as hell would rent the house of my dreams if a murder took place there! Especially if it was free. And honestly, I like murder mysteries and am morbid enough that that might even be a selling point.

I'd wait to buy it until I was sure I could live peaceably with any resident ghosts, if any existed.

Fic: "Private Celebrations"

2009-11-12T16:59:56Z

Title: Private Celebrations
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Soul Eater
Pairing: Spirit, Maka/Soul.
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: written for the cinco de mayo meme, for d_angel , birthday.
Summary: "It wasn't the divorce that caused Maka to stop spending her brithdays with her loving father - it was Soul."

It wasn't the divorce that caused Maka to stop spending her brithdays with her loving father - it was Soul.

Spirit remembered Maka's first birthday after she met her weapon. She'd said something about not wanting to listen to him and Mama fighting, but when he climbed up the drainpipe and peered in the living room window, he saw cupcakes on the coffee table and Soul pointing at the frosting on the corner of Maka's mouth.

After Spirit picked himself up off the cobblestone, he limped, tears in his eyes, down to the closest love-bar. He spent the evening sobbing into the abundent bosom of a redhead.

"Oh, she's just entraced with what's new," she reassumed him. "Give it time for the honeymoon to end."

"You're so right," Spirit gushed. "Oh, I remember when I was a new weapon - why, Franken-kun couldn't wait for me to fall asleep and sometimes Maka's mama wouldn't even let me out of the bed!" He laughed, feeling oddly hollow.

"Hey, could I get something to eat?" he asked the redhead.

Only Maka didn't get bored with Soul.

After fifteen, her birthday was still a two-person affair. When she opened the present Spirit had given her (choosen via Blair's sublime shopping skills) Maka pulled out a pair of emerald-green panties with matching garters instead of the new dictionary Spirit had instructed the cat to buy. Maka laughed with Soul toyed with the garter-snaps.

Spirit made a gurgled, horrified noise and slipped off the windowsill.

He stumbled to his feet, looking up in time to see Maka stick her head out of the window.

"You weren't invited!" she yelled, pulled her head back inside, and slammed the window.

"But Papa loves you!" Spirit called up to him.

Maka wrenched the windowshade down.

Fic: "Holi Festival"

2009-11-12T16:54:48Z

Title: Holi Festival
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Black Lagoon
Pairing: Rock/Revy
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: written for the cinco de mayo meme, for nimblnymph , Holi festival.
Summary: Rock and Revy get a bit of downtime. Which doesn't mean they aren't still dodging projectiles.

Rock decided on a strategic retreat.

He grabbed Revy's wrist and led her off the street, away from the throngs of celebratory pedestrians hurling multicolored powders at each other.

Rock's white shirt was liberally dosed with color; red splashed across his belly, yellow across his left side, indigo arcing up his front to tickle his throat.

Revy's golden sari was spotless. Her hands, however, were caked with green powder.

She was laughing crazily as she pounded up the stairs of their hotel after him, her combat boots loud on the wood.

Rock, adrenaline surging in his veins and his nostrils free of the coppery reek of blood, was laughing right along with her.

They burst into their room and suddenly Revy's mouth was on his.

For a minute, he stood shocked, and then he fumbled behind himself, locking the door.

Revy's mouth was merciless, plundering his throughly, her body soft against his, even as her hands gripped his powder-streaked shirtfront hard enough to have the cloth creaking in protest.

His powder-streaked shirt front. Which was part of his powered-streaked shirt. Which was on his sweaty, dusty body.

Rock jerked back. "I need a shower," he said.

Revy blinked at him with an angry, bewildered expression on her face. Then she scowled, just looking pissed.

"Whatever, Rock," she snarled, shoved him away from the door.

"Revy, wait," he said, gingerly touching her hip.

She whirled to face him, the Walter PPK she concealed in a thigh holster before they left the hotel this morning in her hand. She pressed it into his chest, hard.

"What?" she snarled, baring her teeth.

"I wasn't saying no," Rock explained. He took a deep breath, the pressure of the barrel at his chest decreasing. "I just-" he gestured at his shirt. "I meant - maybe... you could wash my back?"

Fic: "Just Like The Other 364"

2009-11-12T16:47:05Z

Title: Just Like The Other 364
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Iron Man
Pairing: Tony/Pepper
Rating: PG
Author's Note: written for the cinco de mayo meme, for confusedkayt , Thanksgiving.
Summary: Pepper is snowed in. In Malibu.

General Mitchell Internatational airport was socked in with an early blizzard and all commerical flights were grounded.

Which meant that this Thanksgiving, instead of eating sweet potatoes drowning in whipped cream and dry turkey and drinking too many glasses of cheap merlot while her aunts criticized her unmarried status, Pepper Potts was curled at the corner of his couch, chopsticks in her left hand as she tapped at her PDA.

The Stark Industries jet could fly her in, regardless of the weather, Tony knew, but he liked Pepper right where she was, hair pulled back to expose the delicate nape of her neck, bare feet curled under her, stillettoes tumbled against the leg of the couch, skirt pulled tight across her lap.

He was such a bastard.

"Pepper, try this chop suey," he ordered, holding up a piece of beef.

"I don't like chop suey," she informed him, and took a bite of her sweet and sour pork.

"But this is amazing," he said in a low, enticing tone that had gotten quite a lot of women women to make very bad choices in his presence.

"Not interested," Pepper responded sweetly, looking up from her PDA with flashing eyes.

"Ms Potts, I think you are," he wheedled, moving the piece of beef towards her pursed mouth.

Of course, this was Pepper Potts he was talking about. She knew the compacities of his company and the equipment therein better than he did. If she really wanted to go back to Wisconson for the holiday, she could have asked for the jet.

Tony told himself that clearly, she shared his personal views about how Thanksgiving should be spent.

"Mr Stark, I would strongly advise you to keep your dinner on your side of the couch," she said frostily, but there was heat in her eyes.

Thanksgiving should be spent with the people you loved.

Fic: "Familial Bonds"

2009-11-12T16:40:19Z

Title: Familial Bonds
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing: Sakura/Sai
Rating: PG
Author's Note: written for the cinco de mayo meme, for iki_teru , Mother's Day.
Summary: Sai forges bonds with his teammate's parents. Sakura is not amused.

On the Mother's Day of Sakura's seventeenth year, Sakura realized that her mother would have preferred to have a son.

Specifically, Haruno Saki would have preferred to have birthed Sai.

"I still can't believe that you're Sakura's mother - you look so young," Sai said with patent insincerity.

Saki blushed, pushed a bit of raspberry colored hair behind her ear, and gave him another one of the peach cookies with white icing that Sakura had stayed up until 3:00 am after a double shift to make.

"You're such a sweet boy," she said, discreetly slapping Sakura's hand away when she reached for a cookie for herself.

Sai's smile fractured for a minute at this. He gave Sakura a look out of the corner of his eye.

"Aren't you going to react violently Ha-Haruno?" he asked.

Saki frowned. "Oh, Sakura. Are you still stomping around and slamming doors and complaining about that nice Yamanaka girl. You should really try to be nicer to her." She sighed. "I thought you outgrew those temper tantrums you used to have."

Sakura smiled tightly. "Of course," she said through her teeth at the same moment Sai said, "Not noticably."

Sakura glared.

"I mean, 'yes, she has,'" Sai quickly correctly.

Which was surprising. Usually Sai just let his insults lie until she blooded his mouth up a bit.

Saki gave Sakura an I-expected-better-of-you look that reminded Sakura why she'd moved out as soon as she'd made chuunin and could afford an apartment.

"Let me make you some tea, Sai," she said, switching focus. "Do you like jasmine?"

"I do," said Sai, smiling so hard his eyes were crescents.

"Actually, I hate-" Sakura said to her mother's back, watching her patterned yukata as her mother bussled into the kitchen.

She bit her lip, waited until she could hear the clink of the kettle being set on the stove and then grabbed Sai's lapel and yanked him close.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Sai looked confused for a split second and then raised his voice.

"It's Mother's Day, Sakura, I thought you knew," he said, in a voice that undoutable carried to the very fartherest corners of her family's house. "Since I have no mother of my own, I thought it only right to express my gratitude to the beatiful women who raised you, my lovely teammate."

Haruno Sakura realized that there were exactly three possibilities for what was going on:

1.) Sai had suffered a mental breakdown.

2.) Sai had been infected with kijuuki flu, which caused fever, hallucinations, and psychotic symptoms.

3.) Sai had discovered a new way of making her life frustrating and miserable and had decided to exploit his invention to the fullest.

Sakura decided that the appropriate course of action for all of the above was punching her 'lovely teammate' through three walls.

She cocked back her fist right as her mother returned with the tea-tray, tears glinting in the corners of her eyes.

"You're such a sweet boy," Saki murmered.

"You're too kinda, Haruno-san," Sai responded in the exact same saccarhine tone.

"You must stay for dinner," she continued as Sakura's eyes widened in horror, "a poor motherless child like yourself, alone on the day devoted to maternity? It just wouldn't do."

"Unfortunately," Sakura cut in desperately.

"I would love to," Sai said, smiling so widely she expected his head to split in half.

~~~

Sai spent fifteen minutes of reassuring Saki that he would walk Sakura right to her door, right to her very doorstep, and protect Sakura from any and everything including rogue nins, tsunamis, and hangnails, before Saki let the door closed.

By this point, Sakura had bitten her cheek bloody and did not even try to mention that she was a fucking Konoha jounin, in Konoha, and that she had proven she could protect herself back when she, you know, helped kill Sasori of the Red Sands or, you know, kidnapped Kisame so Ino could pick his big, fat, fishy head apart.

But no.

According to her mother, she was still the stupid little gennin who needed to be reminded to leave the house on time.

And Sai, the bastard, just lapped it all up.

At the end of the block, Sai turned to her and said, "I think that went well."

Sakura flicked him with her finger without breaking stride.

The lamp-post across the street snapped when Sai's body hit it.

Two blocks later Sai caught up with her, limping and coughing blood.

Sakura turned to him and started yelling. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" she started off, continuing with, "HOW DARE YOU TRY MAKE MY MOTHER LIKE YOU BETTER THAN ME!"

Sai looked at his, blood smeared across his pale lips, dark eyes luminious in the dust.

"It's Mother's Day," he said slowly, "I thought it would be an aspicious day to... I thought... I was trying to make a good impression on your family."

Sakura snorted. "Trust me, you did," she said reaching out and stroking Sai's ribs with hands gloved in chakra. "Over dessert I thought my dad was going to offer you my dowery."

Sai sucked in a breath.

"Did that hurt?" she asked. At his negatory head shake, she continued setting and healing his ribs.

"You made a great impression, Sai," she said slowly. "You're doing so much better with social interactions. I just don't get why you thought you had to make a good impression on your teammate's family, you know?"

"Well, Sakura," Sai said in a by-route way that made her sure he was about to recite something.

"Well, I'm sure it made sense to you at the time," Sakura interupted, standing up straight and brushing her hands off. She so wasn't up for untangling Sai's latest snarl of social expectations and relationships. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

She waved at him as she trotted up the stairs to her apartment. When she peeked out her window after undressing for bed, she saw him still standing in the street, paging through a thick book under the streetlight and then looking up at her apartment and back again.

Fic: "The Longest Night"

2009-11-12T16:21:45Z

Title: The Longest Night
Author: redbrunja
Fandom: Avatar
Pairing: Zuko/Katara
Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: written for the cinco de mayo meme, for jakia , Christmas & Hannukah.
Summary: "During the darkest days of Winter, Katara's grandmother would light candles for a whole week."

During the darkest days of Winter, Katara's grandmother would light candles for a whole week.

Each night, Katara would watch the light's glow strenghten, each added candle making it more possible that the soon the sun would rise again.

In the Fire Nation, on the longest night of the year, it never even gets dark.

Every window is lit, torches forthed and spit along the streets, acrobatic and entertainers filling the air with brightly colored flying bodies and dragons made of golden sparks.

Two hours past dawn, Katara stood at their bedroom window with heavy, gritty eyes.

"Can't sleep?" Zuko asked. He kissed her hairline. "Would you like to come back to bed anyway?" Against her backside, Katara could feel his interest in activities that could be undertaken on a bed.

"I don't get why they have to keep this up even after the sun is up," he continued.

Katara looked down on a city that have never known blood-freezing cold and darkness so deep it could swallow a person whole.

Zuko's skin was boiling hot against her, as if she wasn't even wearing the thin shift that caressed her figure, and for the first time in years, in her mind's eye she saw Zuko's face superimposed on the form of the man who'd killed her mother.

"I'll come to bed in a minute," she said distantly, "I want to watch for a little while longer."

So, SEVEN MONTHS AGO I Did A Meme

2009-11-12T00:05:33Z

The cinco de mayo meme. Now, after SEVEN MONTHS of slowly typing away at the prompts/request I was given, they have all be completed.

Commencing ficspam in three... two...

ETA: Issues with formatting. Joy. Nobody hold her breath.

Since It's 11-10-09

2009-11-11T01:29:23Z

Count down meme!

Tell me something you're looking forward to and how far away it is.

I'll go first: this weekend, I'm going to model for a hair salon, which means I might get a free dye job and will get my hair styled in some crazy awesome way.

If You're Going To Be Derogatory, At Least Spell It Right

2009-11-10T06:07:38Z

I have bitched about the term 'gyped' and how it's racist before, but let me add this: if you're going to use this out-dated and offensive term, at least fucking spell it right.

ETA: while I was away from my computer and things got heated in the comments. Adding my personal replies would feel like stepping into a minefield at this point, and quite frankly I don't have the patience or energy. If you have more to say on this issue, say it on your own ljs. Comments are disabled.

My Behavior Indicates That I Liked This Book Quite A Lot

2009-11-09T16:26:56Z

Street Magic - Caitlin Kittredge

"At 16, Pete Caldecott witnessed the apparent death of punk rocker Jack Winter after he raised an ancient spirit. Twelve years later, Det. Insp. Caldecott has followed in her dead father's footsteps at Scotland Yard. She follows a tip about a missing child and finds Jack, now a heroin junkie claiming intimate knowledge of a parallel realm called the Black. As Jack detoxes and more children disappear, he joins Pete's quest to find them, teaching her to use hexes and spells as well as her physical abilities in the fight against a rising dark power. "

To be honest, this book felt like a first book. There were several sentences where I wanted to move clauses about to make them flow better and because the narrator referred to her own dad by his given name so much, I kept being unsure if the man she keep referencing was her father.

The other thing is that Kittridge struggles against having her heroine be a damsel in distress and doesn't quite manage to escape that. Part of it is that Jack knows what's going on and Pete doesn't, which gives him an edge of power that she doesn't have, but there is one place that just made me wince: Pete is kidnapped by the villains, and when Jack shows up to rescue her, she yells at him for letting her get kidnapped and turning her into the damsel in distress.

Sorry, sweetie, it doesn't work like that. What really annoyed me is that it turns out Pete had been being used for bait in that instance and having her know that would, without changing much, would have totally changed the dynamic of the book.

Honestly, this is a book that I deeply wish had a fandom - the author creates so many different angles and character interactions (for instance, there is a throw-away line that indicated that Jack - who was dating Pete's sister- was involved sexually with her as well) that I think fandom would explore these better than the author would.

Not to mention that Kittridge fixed Jack's addiction (via magic) in the epilogue of the book. I was like 'no! despite the fact that what you're doing makes total sense, don't give up epic drama like that! String the agony out, bb!'

Also, while the cover is awesome:

I cannot get over Jack's biceps. Seriously, he is a skinny addict who has been living on the street. He didn't just get out of prison.

I feel like all my whinging gives the wrong impression of this book; while I can't exactly say why (well, actually, I think the characters just worked for me on an epic level) I blasted through this book in two days and when I found out that the sequel had yet to be released by reaction was 'oh noez!'

So clearly I want more. (Also, the narrator is switching from Pete to Jack, and I honestly think that it will improve the books.) Less curious about how Jack is going to escape from a devil's bargain, I'm curious about Pete's sister's reaction to Jack being alive, whether Pete left the police to work with Jack, if there will ever be a punk-rock reference in these books that I'll actually catch, etc.

Besides the characters, the author also does place very well; London feels appropriately old and half-foreign and rather ominous, I like the magic.

Also, the author does an excellent riff on how to say 'I love you' without saying 'I love you': things are looking grim for our heroes, and Pete tells Jack what her (terrible) given name is.

Awwww.

Oh, and I totally want to be in a situation where I have Jim Butcher trapped in an enclosed space and can get him to give me a cover quote.

LOTS Season One Finale and 2x01

2009-11-09T04:23:32Z

Okay, so I got caught up and watched the first episode of the new season all in one gulp in the wee hours of this morning and I have thinky-thoughts:

About the end of season 1:

-Jensen works nicely with either one of her brothers. First you have Richard bringing her flowers and then you have Rahl manipulating her and telling her personal details and giving her a kitten. So, yeah, Jensen/Rahl? I totally ship it. I mean, the little kiss she gave him! Laying back on the couch to play with her pussy in that adorable white dress!

-I desperately wanted to sit Rahl down and read him the sociopath/cute girl relationship guidebook and the Evil Overlord's Guide (protip: don't kill her pets. That was beneath you.)

-I liked the alternate future. Kahlan was incredibly strong and badass and had nerves of ice and steel and looked deliciously excellent in red.
About 2x01:

-I am on the fence about whether LotS is a show that should have ended at season 1. On the one hand, Rahl was dead in the finale, problem solved. On the other, the writes have given our heroes some interesting problems, especially with Zed needing to find a new seeker.

-Richard needs to shave, desperately.

-I like Cara very much, although she and Denna still feel like the same character to me. Only Denna has canon Lesyay instead of subtextual Lesyay.

-Speaking of Cara, can you please be naked and wet and/or bloody and bruised in all your scenes? Thx.

-Charisma Charpenter was absolutely terrible in this episode. She was horribly phoning her performance in, and I say this as someone who liked Cordelia.

Oh, Frustrating

2009-11-08T07:41:45Z

Okay, so I'm trying to organize my da account and the favorites and I've hit a snag.

After I put a deviation into a folder, if I'm still in edit and hit the drop-down arrow, it doesn't let me know in any way that I've already put that deviation into a folder.

Does anyone have any hints about this?

You Gave A Kick | I Gave A Slap

2009-11-08T07:16:12Z

gacked from teh_amazing_one :

Summarize 10 of your fandoms in one sentence, then see who on your friends list can guess each fandom.

~~1.) It's the love child of Lord of the Rings and Xena.~~ Legend of the Seeker, guessed by rabidline

~~2.) It's Twilight with vampires.~~ The Vampire Diaries, guessed by rabidline

~~3.) She's the pretty little blonde girl who always comes out of the dark alley.~~ Buffy guessed by manonlechat

~~4.) Why is everyone on this show a double-agent?~~ Alias, guessed by Cynchick.

~~5.) Flordia has the best serial killers.~~ Dexter, guessed by manonlechat

~~6.) Our hero is currently trapped in hell... I mean, Miami.~~ Burn Notice, guessed by living_by_luck .

~~7.) Once upon a time..~~. Princess Tutu, guessed by Cynchick and mildmay

~~8.) In the future, everyone's a goth and has a set of concert-worthy lungs.~~ Repo! guessed by onerottenpeach .

~~9.) The long, long, long, road to two children.~~HIMYM, guessed by anon.

~~10.) She dresses like the devil and could give him a run for his money.~~ Gossip Girl, guessed by rabidline

I'm Not Thrilled With Sai At The Moment....

2009-11-08T04:24:09Z

but this song is totally Sai x Sakura.

wee!Spock drabble

2009-11-07T18:34:41Z

Have You Hugged Your Human Today?

Read this. It's beyond adorable.

Pretty Ladies In Pretty Dresses

2009-11-07T18:08:24Z

this week's fannish5 (which I actually suggested, fyi):

Name 5 characters whose wardrobe you would love to have.

5.) Shiloh

4.) Robin Scherbatsky

3.) Faith

2.) Lorelei Gilmore

1.) Blair Waldorf

In Which-

2009-11-07T08:30:52Z

-there is gratuitous icon use.

Dear Blair Waldorf

2009-11-07T07:46:30Z

I love that you understand that saying 'I love you' first is not good.

I love that you understand that being honest and sharing your feelings are a smart more.

Also, Chuck Bass is rocking the Lord Byron aesthetic.

Yuletide Letter

2009-11-07T05:46:48Z

Dear Yuletide Santa,

Happy holidays! Thank you for volunteering to write a fic for me in one of the busiest times of the year.

Speaking personally, I'm one of those people who feel that smut is always welcome in a fic but I know that no everyone feels that way or is comfortable writing sex. Thus, I've provided both a gen and a het direction for almost every request. (And don't worry about me being disappointed if there isn't any sexyfuntimes - with all of the fandoms I requested, just that fact that fic is being written makes my day.)

If you're stumped or looking for more info on my tastes, I have a list of favorite tropes. And if you need a random prompt to get the muse flowing: blue. moonlight. whisk.

Much love,

redbrunja

p.s. chances are I will be out of town for Christmas Day, so if it takes a while for me to comment on your fic, it's just logistics and lack of internet access.

So This Week's Naruto Chapter Didn't Suck

2009-11-07T00:09:13Z

And since I'm talking about Naruto, I'll add this - you know last week's chapter?I totally assumed that Sakura was lying in order to manipulate him - and I had no problem with that.

And Temari and Gaara have been consistently awesome lately.