Sunday is for procrastination
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kat_lairI have managed to get dressed though. This should be celebrated with a meme, as seen on
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trialia's journal...• Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.
• Upon request, post a random line or two from any of these you choose.
Oh god, this was a thoroughly depressing exercise. I’m pretty sure some of these will never be finished... However, feel free to ask for extracts or any questions about them...
acceptance.docx
adam-tommy breathplay.docx
alex-ryland mr floppy.doc
Almost Always.doc
Almost Never.doc
And Sometimes You Cross It Twice.doc
Bandom airlines.doc
BR - continuation.docx
Care In Holding.doc
Cobra GSF.doc
craig-bruno oh god my morals – part trois.docx
dex-sheppard.docx
fairydust.doc
fruitsalad.doc
george is a rentboy, mitchell is not amused.docx
Happy Birthday pushkin666.doc (for the record, I’m deeply ashamed that this is still on the wip list /o\)
In which Rodney and Radek are witches.doc
it’s not a story, we just made it (up and away).doc
j2.doc
Lost Boys fic.doc
mcbeckfic-picexchange.doc
Nate-Victoria puppyplay.docx
no heaven.docx
no oceans left for scavengers like me.docx
otr fic.doc
Patrick-Pete wrist kink ficlet.doc
Primeval ficlet.doc
sa-drabbles.doc
Taste of maybe - the missing sex scene.doc
The Hour I First Believed.doc
the one where alex and ryland roast gabe.doc
To Cast A Hundred Stones .doc
Totum tibi subdo me.doc
untitled House.doc
Year Abroad.doc
Velvet Revolution.doc
waycest ficlet for laura.docx
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Patrick/Pete wrist kink ficlet
on 2011-07-04 07:50 am (UTC)The first time it happens, Pete is being an ass. This of course is nothing out of the ordinary, but Patrick’s working and Pete’s poking him in the face and that is just not on.
“For fuck’s sake, Pete!” he snaps. “Knock it off!”
“But I’m bored.” Pete grins unrepentantly, his finger already poised over the soft flesh of Patrick’s cheek.
Patrick reaches out without looking, grabs Pete’s hand by the wrist and slams it onto the table top. “Well, go be bored somewhere else,” he says, attention still on the computer screen.
It takes a few seconds for Patrick to realise that he’s still holding Pete’s hand trapped and that Pete’s fallen suspiciously silent. He uncurls his grip slowly, glancing over his shoulder.
Pete is rubbing at his wrist, eyes downcast. “Yeah,” he says, voice surprisingly low. “Yeah, okay.” He gets up and leaves the room.
Patrick blinks, but doesn’t think too much about it.