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14 December 2012 @ 09:55 pm
My Birthday Wish-Fulfilment Meme-Type Thing...  
So, here it is. Yeah.

*grins*



I love my flist, and a lot of my flist love each other (and not always in purely platonic ways - you know who I'm talking about here...), but I am such a fandom addict that not all of you know who anyone else on here is.

So, to try to connect you all, and to celebrate six plus 16 years since I stopped being a minor, I am hosting this wish-fulfilment type thing. Comment here telling me/us/the world what fandom things you would love to have for your very own, and then take a look through the rest of the comments and if you can fill a request, please do so!

*hugs you all*

 
 
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scout_loverscout_lover on December 30th, 2012 08:39 pm (UTC)
Ah, I misunderstood you. But, yes, telaryn should definitely give us more abducted!Eliot!

The prison fic I mentioned is the lland teamup fic Sho and I did way back when. What there is of it so far is at McRory's here.

Just one more on my "to finish" list, lol.
jesco0307: Eliot gymjesco0307 on December 30th, 2012 09:00 pm (UTC)
Now see that? It might seem like a minor misunderstanding to you, but it turns out more like a HUGE mistake. Why? Because I had forgotten about your fic. And now? It's back on my "must nag tel and scout to write/finish" list.
I Can Kill You With My Brain: Eliot-Moreautelaryn on December 31st, 2012 10:41 pm (UTC)
What fic?
This fic?

The knot in Eliot’s gut tightened at those words, the very same ones Nate had spoken earlier. My man. He was caught in a tug of war between the two of them, and the entire team’s safety depended on him not snapping in half. He only hoped he could hold himself together long enough to get them all out and end this, once and for all.

He drew a deep breath and lifted his gaze to meet Damien’s in the mirror. “Three-thousand dollar suits could never hide what we were,” he said quietly. “You could dress us up like fashion models all you wanted, but we were still just thugs and killers.”

Damien laughed and shook his head. “Please,” he chided amiably. “The three-thousand dollar suits were for the drivers. Yours cost so much more than that.”

“Yeah, they did,” Eliot breathed, remembering exactly what wearing those suits had cost him.
jesco0307: Eliot suitjesco0307 on December 31st, 2012 11:14 pm (UTC)
Re: What fic?
*flails* *whimpers*

I SOOOO want that fic. You know you are a tease, don't you? Can you guys do me a favor, though? When the time comes for posting it, can you do it on a Friday or Saturday? So I have time to read it and comment? Well, read and re-read probably. :D