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Tora
Happy New Year everyone! And Happy Bob Bryar's birthday. (I'm cheating on that second one since it's been 1st January for 44 minutes here, but it's still Bob's birthday where he is!)

This little ficlet is something I started a while ago as part of something harborshore and I were bouncing back and forth, but this part (hopefully!) stands on its own. Because she's awesome, harborshore also found it for me when I managed to completely lose it. (In short, having a Vee is excellent; I recommend it.)

Basically, all you need to know is that Bob and Brian are in high school and... actually, that's all you need to know. They're in high school and this is the story of the first time they make out. :D? Also, it fills the snow day square on my hs_bingo card.

Title: Hear Airwaves Say Snow Day
Pairing: Bob Bryar/Brian Schechter
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 2200
Warnings: none (consensual sex between seventeen-year-olds)

Also on AO3.

When Bob gets to school, wipers beating triple time against the snow falling in massive, clumpy flakes, he finds the parking lot empty of cars and Brian Schechter sitting on the wall, swinging one leg back and forth, idle like he isn’t turning into a human snowman in front of Bob’s eyes.Collapse )
 
 
Tora
Yuletide reveals are up! Which you probably know since my flist, your flist, and probably everyone's flist, is now awash with them.

It turns out that sloganeer wrote the Were The World Mine fic for me, Little Company which I still absolutely adore.

And I wrote a Justified fic for fantasticpants. It was so exciting/completely nerve-wracking getting to write Justified since I love it so much:

Title: Ain't It Good To Think About The Weather
Pairing: Raylan Givens/Boyd Crowder
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 9684 words
Warnings: none, really. A bit of violence but no more than on the show.
Spoilers: it's set immediately post season one, so spoilers for everything, but especially Bulletville.
A/N: x_dark_siren_x was kind enough to read it through for me when I'd reached the stage where I was sure it didn't make any sense, and thepouncer American-picked it and fiddled with some of my sentences to make them sound so much better. ♥ to you both.

“I’m not doing this because I feel guilty, Raylan,” Boyd said honestly.

Raylan blinked. “So why are you doing this? Your daddy was a-. Was not a good man.”

Boyd smiled without any humour. “No, but he was still my daddy and it’s just plain rude to shoot a man’s daddy before he can do it himself.”


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