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Today I made GIANT GODDAMN CANDY BROWNIES, and lo, they were tasty. I therefore endorse the making of candy brownies by all and sundry. Candy brownies: not just for kids anymore.

Today I also went into a minute long blackout rage over compact fluorescent light bulbs. Here is the thing: I have replaced my godsbedamned compact fluorescent light bulbs once already this year. Fleeing the six people in the living room watching Criminal Minds, I took my studying to my bedroom, only to find the lights burned out again. WTF COMPACT FLUORESCENT LIGHT BULBS, THIS IS NO KIND OF ECO FRIENDLINESS. My brain went: HISS CRACKLE POP, KILL CRUSH DESTROY. I have no patience for inanimate things. No patience at all.

Today I also continued my streak of crippling writers block. So come on, help a girl out. Hit me with a prompt for a drabble (drabble, I say), so I can attempt to put words to page, and then a whole lot of words to page.

Prompt me with:

any fandom you know me to be interested in
any rating, gen or shipfic
any scenario, the more implausible the better

And I will attempt to write something. Seriously. It has gotten this ridiculous.

Inception fic, I guess

So this is an unbetaed draft and about half of a fic. Tell me what you think.

She's long gone (1/2)
Inception/Supernatural crossover
Arthur, Eames, Mal/Dom ~2500
He was a hunter before he was an extractor.


Mal is a shade. His research doesn’t turn up who coined the phrase or when, but there’s reams of theory: 70% Jung, Freud and other dream enthusiasts; 30% military psych records, both observation and speculation.

In the early days, dream tech was buried under layers of alphabet soup bureaucracy and shell companies, secret enough that there was no one to call the things they did criminal. The records are accurate, dryly explicit like only military records can be. The first ‘shade’ is found in a five times deployed GI, name, rank and serial number redacted, and ‘he’ is a buddy from Iraq who’d woke up on the wrong side of an IED. They didn’t kill ‘him’ until they’d done a thorough study. ( Read more... )