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[skygiants]

So.

Around this time last year, I was feeling vaguely un-great. And so I made an offer.

Right now, I myself am doing pretty well, albeit in a crazy busy sort of way - but a lot of you people I care about are going through tough things, and when you guys are sad, that makes me sad, too. I wanted to take the time to go through innerbrat's love meme earlier this week and tell you all about your fabulousness, but every time I opened up the page a little voice shouted "No time for love, Dr. Jones!" in my head and I reluctantly closed it down and went back to my reading/take-home midterm/thesis draft.

After today, though, life hopefully slows down a bit, at least for a week - and so I am repeating my offer from last year. If there's something I can do to make you happier, this post is a place for you to request it. I will write fic, both new requests and old ones I never got around to doing and forgot about; I will make icons; I will tell you my thoughts on yaoi; I will upload music that reminds me of you or that I think you would like; or, if you want, just tag in and I will tell you some of the myriad reasons why I think you are awesome.

Please don't be shy about taking advantage of this. I really want to do stuff for you guys, because you all mean a lot to me.



And for the time being, I will trundle back to my thesis chapter, the completed draft of which must be done today before I go off to see Titus Andronicus tonight. I got into a pretty good thesis-writing groove last night before I fell over, so here's hoping I can manage that again!

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[villainny.livejournal.com]

Something about Torquil. Ridiculous crossovers a happy, happy bonus.

[skygiants]

>:D!

Getting to write WACKY TORQUIL CROSSOVERS is going to be one of the carrots to get me through thesis drafting.

[wickedtrue.livejournal.com]

You can also tell me how I'm awesome as I try to will my paper to be long enough by staring at it. And then minimizing and maximizing the window quickly in hopes THE COMPUTER FAIRIES have written the last bit for me.

Computer fairies TOTALLY exist.

[skygiants]

Of course they do! And you know, I sometimes suspect you are perhaps a computer fairy in disguise? You have the kind of awesome wacky sparkliness that constantly surrounds you and the solid core of kind and helpful sensible competence that a computer fairy would need - not to mention those moments of pure creative genius that come down like a magic lightning strike from your brain, which, since computers run on electricity, is obviously the kind of magic a computer fairy would have . . . okay, perhaps I am stretching the metaphor here, but you take my point. (I am still in awe of some of your creative ideas, no kidding. The steampunk Tempest! It fills me with glee, I tell you.)

Sadly, it is also a fact that computer fairies cannot use their own magic to fix their own papers. Something about conservation of magical energy. *makes faces at The Rules, and hugs and wishes luck!*

I really can't write Torquil, so apologies in advance!

[skygiants]

They had received the invitation to dine four nights ago, and since that time the two youngest Miss Bennets had been in a constant state of the giggles. Their mother was scarcely better, for after all, "they did say that the family was the most respected in ______shire, and none of the sons married except Mr. Hathaway, who was a recluse in any case. And as they were all known never to leave the region it was quite likely that they had found no local girls to suit - and no surprise it was either, as all the ones they had met had been so plain - and therefore it was the most likely thing in the world that they should fall in love with a beautiful stranger."

"It is indeed," said Mr. Bennet, "and if I should happen to make the acquaintance of any beautiful strangers I shall be sure to point them in Mr. Archer's direction straightaway."

"Mr. Bennet, you take a wicked delight in teasing me, I am sure. It is one of our girls I mean, as you know perfectly well. I am sure Jane has ten times the looks of any of the Miss Moneypennys," Moneypenny being the name of the family in _____shire upon whom the Bennets had descended en masse for a house-party.

In response to which, Mr. Bennet merely looked ironical - but this could be forgiven, perhaps, as this exact conversation had been repeated no less than twelve times before the evening upon which the Bennets and the Moneypennys were to dine with Mr. Arthur Archer and his siblings arrived.

Mr. Archer himself turned out to be somewhat of a disappointment, at least to the youngest Bennets, for though he was pleasant of countenance, with an open face and a friendly blue eye, he spent the entire evening conversing with Mr. Bennet and Mr. Moneypenny over matters dull and financial. The eldest Miss Archer was full of wit and dazzle, and Jane thought her very agreeable indeed, but Elizabeth privately considered that there was something not quite genuine about her sweet voice and protestations of enjoyment. As for Miss Shine Archer, she sat at one end of the table and spoke to no one except the younger and handsomer Mr. Jonas Moneypenny, who did not, in truth, appear terribly flattered by the attention at the beginning, though his countenance underwent a remarkable change as the night went on, and by the end of the evening he appeared veritably enraptured. (Mr. Jonas Moneypenny later met a tragic fate, as he took it upon himself to become a gentleman-smuggler, a career for which he had very little aptitude. It can only be assumed that Miss Shine found her early partiality most terribly embarrassing and wished to forget it entirely.) Erskine, the youngest Archer sibling, was as yet only a child, and a rather unhandsome child at that - but Mr. Torquil Archer! In Mr. Torquil Archer all the dreams of Kitty and Lydia were realized. Mr. Torquil Archer was charming and attentive; Mr. Torquil Archer could converse on the latest in music, and wore the height of fashion from Paris; Mr. Torquil Archer could join the girls in begging their parents to allow them to get up some private theatricals, and do it all with the best of grace and enthusiasm, and moreover a sparkle in his eye that promised that any such theatricals could never be dull. Even Lizzy had to admit that he was agreeable on every point; even Mary had to agree that his knowledge of music, especially on points of church liturgy, was comprehensive, and that the interest he took in the local choir was nothing less than truly Christian.

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[skygiants]

There was only one moment over the course of the evening when Mr. Torquil acted in a way that was the slightest bit ungentlemanly: when Jane, in all innocence, asked whether they should be making the acquaintance of his brother Mr. Hathaway Archer. Then, Mr. Torquil's brow darkened; then he answered curtly that his brother, who was installed in a separate household, almost never entertained visitors, being an unfriendly and sour type by nature with no interest in his fellow human beings. The terms he used were most unfilial, and Jane was quite shocked, and fell silent, embarrassed and ill at ease, for the rest of the soup course.

But later on, when she shared the incident with Lizzy in their shared bedchamber, she hastened to excuse him - for she could see, she said, that there was some great sorrow at the root of his anger, perhaps an unfortunate family quarrel which one party or the other now regretted.

"I see," said Elizabeth, most entertained. "And now I suspect you shall wish all the more to make the acquaintance of Mr. Hathaway, that you might have the hope of reconciling the two - will you not, Jane?"

Jane blushed, and said merely that she thought it very unfortunate that such an agreeable person as Mr. Torquil should be divided from such an agreeable person as any brother of Mr. Archer, Mr. Torquil and Miss Dillian was certain to be.

"Yes," Elizabeth said, more slowly. "But I am not so certain Mr. Torquil is so agreeable as that. There was something I thought I saw in his face that convinces me that he could be quite wicked if he chose. But one thing is certain," she added, turning over and preparing to go to sleep. "He is a most interesting gentleman - and I give you leave to attempt to meddle in his affairs all you like, Jane, for I shall be exceedingly interested to observe the results."







You said you wanted ridiculous? :D!

[villainny.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD I ADORE YOU

*WORSHIPS*

[skygiants]

I LOVE YOU TOO. :D!