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
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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