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  <title>Aria's Fanfic</title>
  <subtitle>Aria's Fanfic</subtitle>
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    <name>Aria's Fanfic</name>
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  <updated>2012-07-20T22:04:28Z</updated>
  <dw:journal username="ariafic" type="personal"/>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:18258</id>
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    <title>housekeeping</title>
    <published>2012-07-20T22:04:28Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-20T22:04:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It occurs to me that I'm using the AO3 as my fic-posting platform these days; I usually forget to crosspost, and it's nice to have comments consolidated in one place. So this is a drive-by PSA to let everyone know that I won't be posting fic to this journal anymore, though I'm not taking down any of the fic that's here. Unless and until the next drastic platform shift, fic gets linked to the AO3, and also posted to my &lt;a href="http://aria.dreamwidth.org/187618.html"&gt;master fic list&lt;/a&gt;, which is now a sticky post on &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://aria.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://aria.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, because I like organizing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=18258" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:18106</id>
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    <title>Harry Potter: Tom Riddle Will Take Your Soul (The Waking Dreams Remix)</title>
    <published>2011-08-04T02:57:32Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-04T02:59:25Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2011"/>
    <category term="fandom: harry potter"/>
    <category term="pairing: harry/ginny"/>
    <category term="pairing: tom/ginny"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>17</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 3559&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Tom/Ginny, Harry/Ginny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Pour your heart out to a Horcrux, and it will pour itself out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: This is a remix of &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/94147"&gt;Tom Riddle Is a Stupid Vampire&lt;/a&gt;, an excellent fic by &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://feverbeats.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://feverbeats.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;feverbeats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/234083"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/18106.html#cutid1"&gt;in the aftermath of the war, harry sits with ginny in the shade of a beech tree by the lake.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=18106" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:17854</id>
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    <title>Thor: Shatter</title>
    <published>2011-06-20T21:29:54Z</published>
    <updated>2012-05-23T14:35:59Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2011"/>
    <category term="fandom: thor"/>
    <category term="pairing: thor/loki"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>79</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Thor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 32209&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Thor/Loki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "Loki," Odin says, heavy with disappointment and regret for all he has to raise his voice, "Odinson. I cast you out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Credit where credit is due: Amelia for hand-holding, cheerleading, feeding me lines, hanging around for hours multiple nights in a row to yell about all the Loki feelings -- in short, this fic would not &lt;i&gt;exist&lt;/i&gt; without them. Scott for saying smart, necessary things, and for making sure that my love for Loki didn't mean I was too nice to him. Olivia, as always, for forcing my structure to be better and for making the finished thing actually look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings/enticements&lt;/b&gt;: pseudo-incest; weird and violent situations cribbed from Norse mythology; bits of dialogue taken straight from both the film and the shooting script; reasonable scientific concepts (mis)used for nefarious magical purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/213786"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. Cyranothe2nd has recorded a lovely &lt;a href="http://amplificathon.livejournal.com/1434454.html"&gt;podfic&lt;/a&gt; version of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/17854.html#cutid1"&gt;something in loki is flawed beyond fixing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=17854" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:17470</id>
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    <title>Doctor Who: Slow Path</title>
    <published>2011-04-24T21:13:18Z</published>
    <updated>2011-04-24T21:13:18Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2011"/>
    <category term="fandom: doctor who"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>46</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Doctor Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 1703&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Eleven, Amy, Rory, OFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Jessie Pond Williams has the most amazing friend in the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/190297"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/17470.html#cutid1"&gt;he comes for all sorts of holidays.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=17470" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:17347</id>
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    <title>Demon's Lexicon: Fix</title>
    <published>2011-04-06T23:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2011-04-07T02:26:57Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: demon's lexicon"/>
    <category term="pairing: nick/alan"/>
    <category term="year: 2011"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>12</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Demon's Lexicon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 2906&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Nick/Alan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "What's stronger," Nick said, "a demon's mark or a magician's mark?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: A belated birthday present for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://filia-belialis.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://filia-belialis.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;filia_belialis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Spoilers through the end of &lt;i&gt;Covenant&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/178954"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/17347.html#cutid1"&gt;alan was in the middle of making breakfast when the wave of pain hit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=17347" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:16920</id>
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    <title>Highlander: Fiction</title>
    <published>2010-09-20T03:29:17Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-15T04:09:37Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2010"/>
    <category term="pairing: duncan/methos"/>
    <category term="fandom: highlander"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>24</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Highlander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 5562&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Duncan/Methos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "Oh God, you found Carolyn's book," Duncan said, sounding at least five hundred times less mortified than Methos had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: All the quotes from &lt;i&gt;Blade of the MacLeods&lt;/i&gt; are, with some elaborations mostly around the dialogue, taken straight from the episode 'Dramatic License.' Blame Carolyn Marsh, not me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/119027"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. Sophia_sol has recorded a lovely &lt;a href="http://sophia-sol.livejournal.com/59365.html"&gt;podfic&lt;/a&gt; version of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/16920.html#cutid1"&gt;methos wondered, idly, when macleod was going to kick him out this time.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=16920" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:16826</id>
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    <title>Sanctuary: Dissect the Suppositions</title>
    <published>2010-08-08T02:47:06Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-08T03:37:34Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: sanctuary"/>
    <category term="pairing: john druitt/james watson"/>
    <category term="year: 2010"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>5</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 4233&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: John Druitt/James Watson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Night after night, I poured my insights out to you, never knowing that the target of my manhunt was the man who dissected my suppositions.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: No actual historical figures were harmed in the making of this story, and hopefully no timelines were too badly damaged, though I will never forgive the &lt;i&gt;Sanctuary&lt;/i&gt; writers for that April 1888 date and the anguished wailing it gave me. With love to &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://polarisnorth.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://polarisnorth.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;polarisnorth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the beta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/105818"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/16826.html#cutid1"&gt;he meets tesla first, because the universe has no good sense of narrative.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=16826" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:16548</id>
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    <title>Highlander: All That Remains</title>
    <published>2010-07-23T20:55:35Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-23T20:55:35Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2010"/>
    <category term="fandom: highlander"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>20</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Highlander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 2048&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Methos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: They always ask eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Inspired by &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/highlander_lj/89701.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://melannen.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif' alt='[livejournal.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='17' height='17'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://melannen.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;melannen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; all the cool ideas are hers, and I merely fooled around with them for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/102751"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/16548.html#cutid1"&gt;he goes down to the sea every bright morning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=16548" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:16224</id>
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    <title>Highlander: calamity of so long life</title>
    <published>2010-06-29T23:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-30T20:00:16Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: highlander"/>
    <category term="pairing: duncan/methos"/>
    <category term="year: 2010"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Highlander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 3067&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Duncan/Methos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Duncan and Methos are the last two remaining. But there can be only one, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/97411"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/16224.html#cutid1"&gt;I love a good apocalypse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=16224" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:16114</id>
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    <title>Doctor Who: after me comes the flood</title>
    <published>2010-03-22T04:54:29Z</published>
    <updated>2010-03-23T01:09:38Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: doctor who"/>
    <category term="year: 2010"/>
    <category term="pairing: doctor/master"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Doctor Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 11,641&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Doctor/Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: In which the Doctor tries very hard to save the Master, and the universe, and maybe even himself. A retelling of &lt;i&gt;The End of Time&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: With love to &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://feverbeats.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://feverbeats.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;feverbeats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the beta, and to &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://filia-belialis.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://filia-belialis.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;filia_belialis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lending me a quiet writing space and giving me threatening looks whenever I started dragging my feet. Title from Regina Spektor's &lt;i&gt;Apres Moi&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/73096"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/16114.html#cutid1"&gt;the cloister bell is ringing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=16114" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:15698</id>
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    <title>due South: A State of Being (In Five Steps, With Flowchart)</title>
    <published>2009-11-13T05:29:37Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:01:03Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 2828&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Ray always did things backwards with Fraser. Out of order, upside-down, hanging off rooftops, putting the sled before the Dief, all that good stuff.&lt;/i&gt; Ray Kowalski's guide to romantic relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/12325"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ds_flashfiction/685882.html"&gt;for ray, romantic relationships went in a certain set of steps.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=15698" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:15403</id>
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    <title>due South: Undercover</title>
    <published>2009-10-24T17:16:34Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:01:24Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski/vecchio"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>30</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 12,522&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;If Ray got stuck on a case, he'd start to call the Yellowknife line, and his hands would shake badly enough he'd have to punch the couch a few times to calm down. He always ended up calling Vecchio instead.&lt;/i&gt; In which Fraser is stuck in Inuvik, Kowalski is stuck in Chicago, Vecchio is stuck in Florida, and no one is very happy with this arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks to &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=olivia_circe'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://www.dreamwidth.org/profile?user=olivia_circe'&gt;&lt;b&gt;olivia_circe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, world's most wonderful beta. Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://polybigbang.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif' alt='[livejournal.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='16' height='16'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://polybigbang.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;polybigbang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It comes with a &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/sionnain_fics/102190.html"&gt;mix&lt;/a&gt; by the incomparable &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://sionnain.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://sionnain.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sionnain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who is love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/12334"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/15403.html#cutid1"&gt;ray hadn't expected the sheer number of photographs fraser would take.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=15403" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:15220</id>
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    <title>due South: Carry On</title>
    <published>2009-10-20T03:48:40Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:02:06Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="pairing: kowalski/vecchio"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 8299&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Kowalski/Vecchio, Fraser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: What's worse than a dead best friend? A dead best friend who sits in your armchair going on about unfinished business and giving you worried looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Major character death. No, really, Fraser is dead for the entire fic. This doesn't actually stop him from hanging around haunting Ray in the grand tradition of the Fraser family, but you've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/11521"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ds_flashfiction/683628.html"&gt;it wasn't his fault&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=15220" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:14982</id>
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    <title>due South: Follow Without Pride</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T03:32:28Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:02:42Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>0</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 4899&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "But you're pissed off when he does stuff like that?" Ray wanted to know. "When he doesn't listen and almost gets killed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/11531"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ds_flashfiction/682192.html"&gt;it started the night diefenbaker sprained his paw&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=14982" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:14830</id>
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    <title>Slings &amp; Arrows: high on a stage be placed to the view</title>
    <published>2009-09-02T22:14:30Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-29T22:02:04Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: geoffrey/darren"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="fandom: slings &amp; arrows"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>10</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Slings &amp; Arrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 1341&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Geoffrey/Darren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "A flying start," says Darren in a snap of contempt, and Geoffrey feels a jolting little thrill, because they have this down, they already have it perfectly in tune; of course the irony of playing Guildenstern is lost on Darren, but the irony of playing Rosencrantz off him had been lost to Geoffrey until these three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: With apologies to Stoppard for appropriating his lines for porny purposes. This fic is all &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://fahye.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://fahye.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fahye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s fault. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13134"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. Sophia_sol has recorded a lovely &lt;a href="http://audiofic.jinjurly.com/high-on-stage-be-placed-to-view"&gt;podfic&lt;/a&gt; version of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/14830.html#cutid1"&gt;geoffrey knows what he has to do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=14830" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:14402</id>
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    <title>Battlestar Galactica: All That We Are</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T19:53:55Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T02:49:32Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: battlestar galactica"/>
    <category term="pairing: kara/leoben"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>13</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Battlestar Galactica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 2024&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Leoben &amp; Kara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;He wakes and stares into the dark and thinks that even if he understands the patterns he doesn't have to like them.&lt;/i&gt; In which there is human!Leoben and Cylon!Kara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'androids and robots' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/11385"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/14402.html#cutid1"&gt;after the world ends, leoben conoy starts to make sense of it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=14402" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:14152</id>
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    <title>Harry Potter: as disastrous as to lose</title>
    <published>2009-08-29T03:33:56Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T02:52:58Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: harry potter"/>
    <category term="pairing: remus/sirius"/>
    <category term="pairing: remus/tonks"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 4409&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Remus/Tonks, Remus/Sirius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: She wants connection before she dies. That can't be too much to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'doppelgangers, clones, and evil doubles' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13063"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/14152.html#cutid1"&gt;tonks is going to die&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=14152" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:14025</id>
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    <title>due South: Signs of Affection</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T17:27:59Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:04:38Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski/vecchio"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 5785&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Even Fraser had agreed, if a little resignedly, and Ray had felt like total crap for asking Fraser to bluff and mislead and prevaricate and anything else short of outright lying, even though he knew Fraser did it all the time. It was &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt; if Ray and Vecchio were &lt;i&gt;asking&lt;/i&gt; him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Unapologetic FLUFF. And it probably takes place in the same universe as &lt;a href="http://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/10023.html"&gt;Magnetic&lt;/a&gt;, but it's by no means required reading for this fic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/12317"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ds_flashfiction/671346.html#cutid1"&gt;on tuesday ray caught fraser staring at a girl.&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=14025" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:13689</id>
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    <title>due South/My Life as a Dog: 1500 Kilometers (&amp; A Caboose)</title>
    <published>2009-08-07T02:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:05:20Z</updated>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski"/>
    <category term="fandom: my life as a dog"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="category: crossover"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandoms&lt;/b&gt;: due South/My Life as a Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: 1500 Kilometers (&amp; A Caboose)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count&lt;/b&gt;: 3576&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski, Eric, Johnny, Zoë, AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: For reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, Benton Fraser is in a caboose, playing table hockey and being soundly beaten by a twelve-year-old boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: This fic contains spoilers for basically all of MLaaD, but I think it can also probably be read as a straight-up post-CotW story without any knowledge of that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13341"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ds_flashfiction/670127.html"&gt;'I measured it in friendships.'&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=13689" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:13482</id>
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    <title>Life On Mars: Quicksand</title>
    <published>2009-08-01T18:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:06:22Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: life on mars"/>
    <category term="category: gen"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>17</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Life On Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: There has to be limits to what the mind can do. Grit on Annie's palms, all the air knocked out of him when Gene slams him into a wall, cigarette smoke and the sticky drink rings on the tables at the Arms. Limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spoilers&lt;/b&gt;: for the whole series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13278"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/13482.html#cutid1"&gt;sam's in hospital nearly a month after he first wakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=13482" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:13200</id>
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    <title>due South: Saturday</title>
    <published>2009-07-18T18:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T02:55:31Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski/vecchio"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>9</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 1169&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski/Vecchio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Ray Kowalski has always really loved Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'day-in-the-life' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/71801"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/13200.html#cutid1"&gt;but none of that, none of it, compares to the saturdays he has now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=13200" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:12890</id>
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    <title>Harry Potter: Several Ways to Apologize</title>
    <published>2009-07-18T05:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T02:59:49Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="pairing: remus/sirius"/>
    <category term="fandom: harry potter"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>14</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 3332&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Remus/Sirius &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "The thing is, though," Sirius said, addressing the scarlet draperies, "Moony's not going to give me legumes and yell. He's too &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'woke up in bed together' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13072"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/12890.html#cutid1"&gt;after sirius sent snivellus down the willow, james didn't talk to him for a week&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=12890" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:12737</id>
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    <title>Hard Core Logo/Slings &amp; Arrows: And Count Myself a King of Infinite Space</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T01:27:04Z</published>
    <updated>2011-02-15T04:15:20Z</updated>
    <category term="fandom: slings &amp; arrows"/>
    <category term="category: crossover"/>
    <category term="fandom: hard core logo"/>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>22</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandoms&lt;/b&gt;: Hard Core Logo/Slings &amp; Arrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 5713&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Geoffrey &amp; Billy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: Despite the music, despite the obvious patchwork lie that makes up the final cut, there is something raw and honest about this damn film, something -- something Geoffrey overused and abused, applied with indiscriminate disaster to his own life, something &lt;i&gt;Shakespearean&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spoilers&lt;/b&gt;: Spoilers like crazy for all of HCL and for a little s1 S&amp;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic at the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/13352"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bessyboo.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif' alt='[livejournal.com profile] ' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' width='17' height='17'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bessyboo.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bessyboo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has also recorded a lovely &lt;a href="http://bessyboo.livejournal.com/72683.html"&gt;podfic&lt;/a&gt; version of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/12737.html#cutid1"&gt;geoffrey's been out in the world for six months&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=12737" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:12359</id>
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    <title>Battlestar Galactica: This Is Not Our Fate</title>
    <published>2009-07-06T02:03:11Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:16:57Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="fandom: battlestar galactica"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>17</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Battlestar Galactica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 4423&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Kara &amp; ensemble (Kara/Zak, Kara/Lee, Kara/Sam, Kara/Leoben, a touch of Helo/Athena and Adama/Roslin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: "Maybe you want to fix too much at once," she said. "Maybe you have to ... just like yourself before you start screwing around with other people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'high school/college AU' square. This is less a crack AU than a reincarnation fic, though. Any additions to, subtractions from, or messing around with names is not a misspelling but entirely intentional and there to make the whole thing at least a little coherently modern. Any resemblance to actual NYU is purely coincidental, since all my college experience is with schools in Massachusetts; apologies for any glaring errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/11434"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/12359.html#cutid1"&gt;kara wasn't nervous about college&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=12359" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-06:301827:12192</id>
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    <title>due South: Name It</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T04:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-21T03:19:28Z</updated>
    <category term="year: 2009"/>
    <category term="pairing: fraser/kowalski"/>
    <category term="fandom: due south"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>20</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word count&lt;/b&gt;: 3700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Fraser/Kowalski &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary&lt;/b&gt;: &amp;quot;Needed that, huh,&amp;quot; Ray said, simple words not even masquerading as a question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes&lt;/b&gt;: Written for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://cliche-bingo.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cliche_bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; fills the 'sensory deprivation' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also read this fic on the &lt;a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/12308"&gt;Archive of Our Own&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://ariafic.dreamwidth.org/12192.html#cutid1"&gt;benton tugged the knots gently; they'd hold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ariafic&amp;ditemid=12192" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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