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more recs, computer annoyance, blah
children of dune - leto 1
My computer restart last night was less than perfectly successful, and this is making me Very Nervous. But okay. I can deal. Just need another month.


Anyway. Fixed. For now, anyway.


Playing With Fire by London. Because this is among my top four authors in the fandom, I actually thought I would get lightheaded and faint with joy. I am not doing that *only* because it would interfere with reading. This is *good*. Sequel to Magnum Load.

White Collar by soundczech. I love her and want to marry her and have lots of her children named Owen and Starla. Because she makes me happy. So. Damn. Happy. Brian/Stockwell. Creepy hotness. Veeeery creepy hotness.

Talk Dirty to Me by mintwitch. The title says it all, doesn't it? In true mintwitch style. So hot. So very, very hot.

And finally.

Mongamous!Brian by bea_nonymous. Justin may not survive.

“Fuck that. It’s all you’ve ever wanted, so now you’re getting it, whether you like it or not.”

Also, gradiva is reccing here, so check what I missed. And check what all of us wish we had missed. *shivers* Sometimes, I get scared.

Anyway. Let's see how long I can keep up this endless line of really useless posts. *smiles sunnily*

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I want to give flowers and build altars. London is just amazing. Somehow, impossibly, always hitting *just* the right note. God, I'd love to be able to pull off fic this clean and crisp.

*full of London-worship* I wonder if sending an LJ code as a thank you would be inappropriate....

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*snerk* Monogamous!Brian was amusing. Thanks for the rec.

*grins* I had some scary visuals on him sitting at the bar, shaking, downing JB by the bottle. And poor Justin's poor little ass....

Man, I"m surprised he hasn't hired hustlers to crawl into bed with Brian and give him a break. Blonds, of course.

Well, and wouldn't you hate it to be a grudge thing? It was done in a lighthearted way, but I can easily imagine it serious. Brittle, brutal, closed-up. Too much sex, not enough affection.

And hey, not writing that. Nope. Not gonna do it. It's my personal boycott, to which I will hold until Emmett is perfectly content and happy with some amazing stud.

FYI, it's Playing with Knives, not Playing with Fire (London's new fic)

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