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Remus/Tonks Fic: Soft Falling Rain (Part I)

Title: Soft Falling Rain (Part I)
Fandom: Harry Potter: Remus/Tonks
Ratings & Warnings: PG-13; none
Word Count: 5713
Summary: "In the immediate aftermath of Dumbledore’s death, there seems to be little requirement in the hospital wing for Nymphadora Tonks."
Lengthy Author's Note: Following the publication of Remus's bio, I wanted to write a story that would take them from Dumbledore's death to the wedding in Scotland, and which would be in sympathy with the information in it. That is, that they had a year of 'increasingly warm friendship', followed by nearly a year of 'barely speaking', about certain matters at least, until Remus is forced to admit the strength of his feelings. This has caused a few headaches, mostly because I've written HBP reconciliation fic before and wanted to say something new. Then it took on a life of its own, and though I could have rushed a final part to complete it, it feels like it needs at least two more - especially as I want the wedding seen through Tonks's eyes. But this isn't too bad a place to pause. ;) shimotsuki and I have had a few recent conversations about the difficulties of finding titles; this one won't make much sense till later on.

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Winterval is coming to town!

There has been fierce competition today for the most irritating moment, and the award goes to approximately 3.10pm when I opened my pack of this year's favourite Christmas cards - because you always save those for the people who deserve them, don't you? - and found that the envelopes were fractionally too small for the cards. WHY? Suffice it to say, they are no longer my favourite cards, especially after I spent another ten minutes trying every envelope in the house to see if anyone would notice opening a card that was bouncing around in an envelope twice its size. Conclusion: yes, you certainly will. ;)

Anyway, we all need some cheer - and I'm not even mentioning the LJ attacks, except I've been trying to post this since this morning so please leave LJ alone - and I know this has been all over my f-list already but, in case you haven't seen it, it's Winterval time again. It's an event at the very friendly pulped_fictions community, which runs from Dec. 1st to Feb. 29th. Which means there is plenty of time to take part and events designed to suit everyone, whether you have minutes or hours to spare, or simply fancy some Christmas reading, reviewing and discussions. It's a community for original fiction and art, there are three teams with the emphasis very much on having fun and challenging yourself to see what you can do, and it's frankly hard to resist events with names like Hot Chocolate, Bad Sweater and Candy Cane Pimp. Apparently someone has spotted the presents I've been buying this year.

There is still plenty of time to sign up, no worries if you can't play till January, and I'm in the mighty snow_flakers team (we're not melters) as you'll need to say where you heard of the comm. So come and play and enjoy the holidays with us.

Click to join!
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Fic #6: Days of Grace - Liss, Foix, Ferda, Ista (Chalion/Paladin fandom)

*Raises head to post fic* Worries that a quick glance at the f-list reveals the Happy Meme is back again - but I haven't done the marry/shag/cliff one yet!

Title: Days of Grace
Genre: Romance; Angst
Characters: Liss, Foix, Ferda, Ista
Ratings & Warnings: PG See summary re possible spoilers.
Word Count: 3683
Summary: Liss tried not to wince. “This won’t be like dancing in the town square, Royina. There will be many highborn ladies who aren’t still getting accustomed to wearing a pretty dress. Who don’t have sun-burned faces or sit cross-legged on walls." Set a few days after Paladin of Souls ends so *massive spoilers* if you have not read it or Chalion.
Author's Note: For hrymfaxe, who requested Foix, Ferda and the prompt dance, and who appears to have ended up with most of my favourite characters in there as well. This took me ages to get going with and then threatened to become the world's longest ever so-called drabble. Any feedback/concrit is very welcome as it is my first attempt at this fandom, and after the initial brick wall it was so much fun. :)
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Drabblefic #5: Remus/Tonks, "For the Sake of the Daughter"

I know I owe an update on life and times of, but at the moment it'll mainly consist of how I wiped the entire weekend out by catching the lurgy that's doing the rounds here, and how things are better today but I still feel as though a Pygmy Puff could beat me in an arm wrestle right now. So an early night beckons. Meanwhile, this was finished on Friday, but tagging it proved far too difficult until today. If you think that's sad, you should see the 'drabble' I attempted to write for Meta this afternoon, and which has now been abandoned pending the appearance of a brain...

Title: For the Sake of the Daughter
Genre: General; angst
Ratings & Warnings: PG - mild swearing
Word Count: 2145
Summary: It’s strange to be so afraid of someone you’ve always liked. Even harder when your daughter’s smile comes easily again, and the inner calm and resourcefulness is back in her eyes after months of strain.
Author's Note: For tegdoh, who requested Remus/Tonks and the prompt thaw. It became very much an Andromeda fic along the way as well, which I hope you don't mind. This is set about a week or so after the end of HBP. Feedback is always very much appreciated. :)

And before I forget again, anyone looking for a new community to join or read fics at, might like to check out fandomfusion, run by train_lindz and duck_or_rabbit. They're currently running a Harry Potter genfic event, with a whole host of great prompts just waiting for an owner, and it's well worth a look.

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Drabblefic #4: Merlin/Arthur, "Crossing Lines" (Merlin fandom)

I seem to be churning these out at a slightly less than a hectic pace, but here's another one biting the dust. Not literally, I hope. ;)

Title: Crossing Lines
Genre: General
Ratings & Warnings: PG-13
Word Count: 2479
Summary: Merlin thinks he’s really got the idea here, all right – put the annoying servant on the brute of a horse to teach him leaving Arthur’s favourite boots lying forgotten on the wrong side of the door to his rooms is a never-to-be-repeated mistake.
Author's Note: For jdbracknell, who requested Merlin/Arthur and the prompt chance. I hope this doubles as a belated birthday fic and that you enjoy it. I'm not quite sure where this fits into the TV series timewise, but I was thinking of towards the end. Oh, and you may have to forgive me all the horsey stuff, but it is an essential part of the plot. Honest! Feedback is always appreciated. :)
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Drabblefic #2: Remus and Greyback, "Introductions"

Am just about to turn LJ off until next Saturday - OMG! - but here's another drabblefic. Please let me know if you spot any typos, errors, or complete gobbledegook as I have done the quickest read-through of all time which isn't inspiring confidence, lol.

Title: Introductions
Genre: General; angst
Ratings & Warnings: PG-13 Mild language and unsavory implications.
Word Count: 1885
Summary: The way it was described, it was a positive paradise for werewolves, one where magic was rarely used or talked about. But has Remus any idea what he’s up against? Set during HBP.
Author's Note: For duck_or_rabbit, who wanted Remus, Greyback and the prompt Joined hands. This has a decidedly Welsh theme, probably because I’ve been working on some original ideas that tie in with a couple things here.

There's also two recs if you're on the lookout for things to read on a Sunday afternoon:

Past Presents and Present Moments by godricgal, which is Remus/Tonks, R rated, romance set in the Ducking verse.
Class by chococoffeekiss, which is the Marauders and McGonagall, rated E for everyone, and very, very funny.

And now the good news is that's it from me for a week!:D
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