The lovely and marvelous and perfect issaro, beta and muse and probably the only person who would say 'well, that's not angsty *enough*, really', who has been watching Landscape languish at over two-thirds done for over two months, decided I needed inspiration. And a birthday gift. Which is true. I do. I mean, inspiration. I don't mean gifts. But she's cool and did both.
You know, I can just sit and stare at it, like, forever. *hugs her*
Also, one day, I'm goiung to convince her to post her snippet from Landscape that she wrote. It's *good* people. For the life of me, I can't figure out why she doens't write more. The picture totally goes with that Lex. Wow.
And leld sent me this gorgeous manip for Pretty When You're Mine.
Wow. Just. Whoa.
And two more!
beet was inspired by all the hookerfic going around and posted this for mine and oxoniensis's birthday, which really inspires me to want a birthday every *day*. Oh dear God. LOOK AT THAT!
Final bit--I have no idea if I ever actually posted this one, but digitalwave offered it to me a *looong* time ago and I know I feedbacked it, but I don't think I pimped it, a horrible dereliction on my part.
And finally, and I know, I'm so behind it's ridiculous, svmadelyn wrote a kick-ass story for my birthday.
A Day in the Life. Oh *man*. The beds! The reason! The *smells*. A must-read.
And there. I think I've caught up on everything. Iwant to do a quick thanks to everyone who sent greetings on my birthday--it was a miraculous day, in which private email outnumbered the spam and believe me, that was *very cool*. Thank you.
Me and art shall bond together now. I shall stare adn think. Ooh. Pretty.