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(edit: For Halcyon (1) 'The Wasteland', scroll down.)
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I just realised most times my subject line is completely unrelated to the post. Heh. But that song's been in my head all day and I'm trying to get rid of it somehow. *sighs*
Fic! To mark the end of International Tennis Slash Week. We so rocked all week. *looks proud* I love this fandom.
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Title: Parisian Dreams (epilogue)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Mardy/Andy, Mardy/Mirka/Andy/Roger
Summary: Mardy and Mirka are pulling the strings while Roger and Andy are just trying to understand why they’re wandering, seemingly aimlessly, through the streets of Paris... and they’re not above a bit of manipulating of their own to try and get an explanation.
Notes: Sequel to Ficlet N, set in December 2004. Because this really needed an epilogue.
( Parisian Dreams Epilogue )
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This is... this is... Call it an experiment if you will. An experiment that turned out way too long and hasn't even been read through but just think of it as throwing the plotbunny out there and seeing what questions/interest it raises.
Title: The Poetry Ficlets (4/5) (Halcyon 1)
Rating: R
Pairing: Implied Roddick/Fish for now.
Summary: … The world ended. People didn’t. Not quite.
Notes: AU fic set in a hypothetical post-‘apocalyptic’ near future (I do love my apocalypses and jumping on the current AU bandwagon seemed like a good idea.) Will lead onto something larger when - if - I get the time and if people find it interesting enough… and if I don’t completely confuse myself because this is one plot bunny that hasn’t had enough caffeine to sort itself out yet. Centred on Roger’s POV.
Disclaimer: Hasn’t… um, won’t happen to my knowledge, the various tennis players own themselves, T.S. Eliot owns ‘The Wasteland’. Blame the plotbunnies. They started it.
Warnings: Abuse, violence, death, mentions of terrorism and drug use, the world post-‘apocalypse', probably more I've missed. It’s all fun and games here.
halcyon - adj 1: idyllically calm and peaceful; suggesting happy tranquillity; "a halcyon atmosphere".
Remember - experiment. Let me know if it worked at all.
( The Poetry Ficlets - The Wasteland )
And once again it's 3am. At least I have a lie-in tomorrow. Hhhmm. A very bizarre lot of fic there I think.
Anyway, goodnight!
Clo
(edit: For Halcyon (1) 'The Wasteland', scroll down.)
..
I just realised most times my subject line is completely unrelated to the post. Heh. But that song's been in my head all day and I'm trying to get rid of it somehow. *sighs*
Fic! To mark the end of International Tennis Slash Week. We so rocked all week. *looks proud* I love this fandom.
~
Title: Parisian Dreams (epilogue)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Mardy/Andy, Mardy/Mirka/Andy/Roger
Summary: Mardy and Mirka are pulling the strings while Roger and Andy are just trying to understand why they’re wandering, seemingly aimlessly, through the streets of Paris... and they’re not above a bit of manipulating of their own to try and get an explanation.
Notes: Sequel to Ficlet N, set in December 2004. Because this really needed an epilogue.
( Parisian Dreams Epilogue )
This is... this is... Call it an experiment if you will. An experiment that turned out way too long and hasn't even been read through but just think of it as throwing the plotbunny out there and seeing what questions/interest it raises.
Title: The Poetry Ficlets (4/5) (Halcyon 1)
Rating: R
Pairing: Implied Roddick/Fish for now.
Summary: … The world ended. People didn’t. Not quite.
Notes: AU fic set in a hypothetical post-‘apocalyptic’ near future (I do love my apocalypses and jumping on the current AU bandwagon seemed like a good idea.) Will lead onto something larger when - if - I get the time and if people find it interesting enough… and if I don’t completely confuse myself because this is one plot bunny that hasn’t had enough caffeine to sort itself out yet. Centred on Roger’s POV.
Disclaimer: Hasn’t… um, won’t happen to my knowledge, the various tennis players own themselves, T.S. Eliot owns ‘The Wasteland’. Blame the plotbunnies. They started it.
Warnings: Abuse, violence, death, mentions of terrorism and drug use, the world post-‘apocalypse', probably more I've missed. It’s all fun and games here.
Remember - experiment. Let me know if it worked at all.
( The Poetry Ficlets - The Wasteland )
And once again it's 3am. At least I have a lie-in tomorrow. Hhhmm. A very bizarre lot of fic there I think.
Anyway, goodnight!
Clo
