Argh!

Merc, Hotmail is being an arse and not letting me get into my .com account all of a sudden. If you're reading this just switch to .co.uk at the end of my usual address. I'd email you from it but I can't remember the end of your work address. -_-

Damn Hotmail.

Oh, and fic coming soon!

Okay, who is stealing my time?!!

I can't believe it's getting on for five in the morning. shana0809 I can't think straight now but will do your crazee!analysis tomorrow. I honestly have no idea where tonight - yesterday - went.

Title: Closer Than This
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Roddick/Federer
Summary: After his match against Benneteau Wednesday night of Toronto, Andy meets Roger on the stairs.
Notes: Set the evening of Wednesday 28th July in Toronto. Inspired by a post-match interview in which the interviewer asked Andy, “Andy, what have you done since the match ended because you obviously haven't had a shower yet?” and Andy tersely replied, “I walked in. I put my bag down and I came up here. “

I think he left something out.

Part six of the Pretty Close to Invincible series, following on from Out of Mind.

( Closer Than This )

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Title: The Poetry Ficlets (2/5)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Roddick/Federer
Summary: Love. Ownership. Control. Roger doesn’t see the difference.
Notes: The second ficlet written for International Tennis Slash Week. Batter My Heart © to John Donne.
Warnings: This fic took the fluff bunny and ripped it to pieces. Bondage, masochistic!Roger, reference to non-con cutting, hints of non-con, more that I’ve probably missed. If you’re looking for sunshine and happiness, definitely skip this one because they ain’t here.

( The Poetry Ficlets - Batter My Heart )

And on that note of cheerfulness, I really need sleep. *flops*

Clo

EDIT: My LJ clock is wrong. o_O It's actually 5:03am now. It's like an hour out. Hhhmm.

Busybusybusy...

I've had this feeling of rushing to keep up with life all day. I did however do my washing. I've said it before and I'll say it again; happiness is having plenty of clean knickers. :) Ahem. But I'm starting to get on top of things, so I'm going to have some coffee, do some crazee!analysis to get fic because I am shallow and bribable, and then write fic or work on the letters I owe half the world by now.

I've been thinking - yes it was painful - there must be other slashers in Lancaster. I just can't find them because we don't exactly go around wearing luminous name badges. However all over campus there are posters, advertising various societies, student houses, things for sale and it crossed my mind that if I stick a few posters upwith something like 'Fan-ficcers of Lancaster! Looking for slash?' and stick an email address on the bottom, then maybe I'll find some fellow slashers here in Lancaster. I'm definitely thinking about it, becaise there is no way I'm the only one here and you can't avoid looking at the posters one the way round campus. (There's a bizarre one up on the main square that has a picture of HHH and says 'HHH for LUSU President! You need him because you're weak!'. I laughed. I got weird looks. ^__^) So that's something worth thinking about. When I get time.

dukedee! Terrible news! You won't meet the Flatmate of dOOm this weekend! She's going home! Woe. Ah well. Oh that reminds me I need to book Crows...

Anyway, to conclude since I really should've clarified this before...



Fic later!

Clo

Wow...

So much beautiful tennis slash has appeared on my f-list and I'm trying to keep up with comments but I need dinner before I starve to death and I need to sort the restaurant for Saturday out, so will be AWOL for about an hour then I'll get back to catching up.

Life? Is crazy. But filled oh-so-beautifully with tennis slash. *grins*