December 24th, 2013

Random Fandom

Anthopomorphic FanFiction: "Cafe du Monde"

Title: Café du Monde
Fandom: Cities (Anthropomorphic)
Author: HalfshellVenus
Rating: PG
Summary: It's a small world after all.
Author's Notes: A Yuletide Madness treat for TriffidsandCuckoos.

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Paris, London, and San Francisco were already seated when Chicago arrived at the Café du Monde.

"Sorry I'm late," he said. "The El really takes it out of me during morning rush hour. Gives me heartburn like you wouldn't believe."

"Too true," London said. "The Piccadilly line to Heathrow goes straight up my nose, all day long!" He sneezed miserably. Paris squirmed, but said nothing. After a moment, all three cities looked at San Francisco, who was idly scratching her arm.

"What?"

London shook his head and turned back toward Chicago. "So, how've you been managing lately?"

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Justified Black As Coal

Justified Fan Fiction: "Running From Thunder"

Title: Running From Thunder
Fandom: Justified
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Raylan, Boyd (Gen)
Rating: PG
Summary (Pre-Series): Raylan and Boyd started out more similar than not.
Author's Notes: A Yuletide Madness treat for trainwreckdress.

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When Raylan was a boy, he used to run—out to the fields, or the woods, or anyplace else he could hide. His Daddy always said he'd beat Raylan harder if he ran, but Raylan knew that later was never as dangerous as now, not when his Daddy was angry and drunk and hell-bent on making somebody else pay for both.

Sometimes, Raylan came across Boyd Crowder out in those woods or under a tree at the far corner of a meadow. Boyd would be sitting there, staring off into space or reading a book, looking as if he had nowhere else to be that day. There never was such boy for reading as Boyd. He'd spend hours—even days—caught up in some book like it had his heart locked away inside it.

It wasn't until years later that Raylan learned Boyd had an angry Daddy too. Boyd was running, just like Raylan was, but Boyd tried to be gone before the trouble even started.

Boyd Crowder planned ahead.

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