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[05 Jan 2006|12:49am] |
Title: A Genuinely Impressive Collection
Author: Captain Daisyshine Blackbeard
Pairing: RL/SB
Rating: NC-17
Series: One Sick Puppy (1/?)
Summary: Sirius has secrets. Lacy, satiny secrets. Remus has no idea what he's getting into. Into what he's getting. You know.
Disclaimer: Not mine, very sorry, &c.
Feedback: will get you sat upon, kissed, and fed chocolate.
Notes: I’ve written it in my journal for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) embodiment, so it’s all in my handwriting (again). Cross-posted to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ilovedaisyw and remusxsirius. First in a series- One Sick Puppy shall be an exploration of kinks, fetishes, &c. Suggestions for what I should write next can be directed to haveyouseenbean@yahoo.com or my LJ.
Dedication: pr0n for: basiliskfairy, from a devoted wife, and melandry, from a hopeful suitor.
What are you planning on asking me to do?
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[02 Jan 2006|09:51pm] |
Title: A Darkness More Revealing Than Light
Author: Captain Daisyshine Blackbeard
Pairing: RL/SB
Rating: R
Summary: Day 2 blanketforts prompt.
Disclaimer: The puppies don't belong to me.
Notes: Post-Hogwarts, pre-Azkaban. I’ve written it in my journal for embodiment, so it’s all in my handwriting (again). Decided to write one of my own. Looking forward to this! Cross-posted to blanketforts, ilovedaisyw, and remusxsirius. Whew.
Dedication: melandry, because she was so adorable about the last one I dedicated to her.
( a darkness more revealing )
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Title: New Year’s Special
Author: Captain Daisyshine Blackbeard
Pairing: RL/SB
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The best cure for a hangover...
Warnings: Boysex, pyjama-bottom soiling.
Disclaimer: I’m only having a bit of fun...
Notes: Post-Hogwarts, pre-Azkaban. I’ve written it in my journal for embodiment, so it’s all in my handwriting. If you check out this post, I’ve got some moderately okay R/S fanart up. For the blanketforts New Year's Day Challenge. Cross-posted to blanketforts, ilovedaisyw, and remusxsirius. Whew.
Dedication: txilar, melandry, & basiliskfairy for being awesome. And, you know, puppy-shipping in general.
( a very special hangover cure )
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[08 Nov 2005|06:58pm] |
Title: Brothers on a Hotel Bed
Author: Captain Daisyshine
Pairing: Dave/Bean
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Dave is ready to throw in the towel. As any good hitchhiker will tell you, this is not the most prudent of ideas.
Warnings: Angsty!Daisy, Angsty!Bean, followed by fluff and mansex.
Disclaimer: These men belong to themselves, not me. And a damn shame it is, too.
Archive: Green Opals is welcome to it; everyone else, just drop me a line to let me know where it’s going.
Notes: The title song is “Brothers on a Hotel Bed” by Death Cab for Cutie. Excellent song, really, though I’ve rather twisted its meaning. I haven’t written any fic in ages; hope I’m not too rusty. Written in two hours while listening to “A Case of You” by Tori Amos on repeat. No beta; thus, all mistakes are my own. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa. Cross-posted to ilovedaisyw.
Dedication: The nice folks at Mirrormere and Green Opals, for renewing my desire to write slash. Razzleberry, moblo, my dirty sidekick, Anne Alice, and the rest of the usual crowd. It’s good to be back.
( from our own separate sides )
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[12 Jul 2005|05:29pm] |
Title: As Simple as That
Author: Captain Daisyshine (haveyouseenbean@yahoo.com)
Pairing: VigOrli
Rating: NC-17
Series: Dunno yet.
Summary: Misunderstanding, sigh. Orli loves Viggo and very much wants to sleep with him, so, unsure of Viggo’s reaction, he instead sleeps with everyone else. Because that makes sense. Can they make things right?
Warnings: Round up the usual suspects: smut, angst, fluff, my pathetic attempts at humor, more smut.
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
Archive: If you want it, come and claim it. Just drop me a line, yeah?
Feedback: makes me do the no-pants dance.
Notes: *Lyrics from “Jack of All Parades” by Elvis Costello. *Unbeta’d; all mistakes are my own. *Jeez, I’d forgotten how rough third-person past-tense is for slash. But my Viggo-voice is as yet untested, and my Orli-voice is too bouncy for this particular fic. Hope it all still works.
Dedication: *matan4il, because she happened to read one of my old stories today and leave me a comment. And also because I miss her and mean to distract her further from her studies. *Razzberry Snugglecakes, as I’ve not had anything to dedicate to her in a long while. *Caitlin: here’s to getting some (non-drunken) ass!
( That )
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[07 Jun 2005|05:28pm] |
Another old one.
Title: “Baby, It’s You (42)”
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot Summary: Our dear Orlando is so very, very down. Fortunately, a large dose of one Mr. Sean Bean is just what the doctor ordered!
Disclaimer: Don't sue; I promise you it's not worth it as all you are likely to end up with is my warped twisted imagination. And maybe some LOTR action figures posed in highly suggestive positions. No profit is gleaned from this writing, and I am not implying anything about the sexual orientations of the people contained herein. This. Did. Not. Happen. (except for several times in my head. But then, we all know that‘s La-la-land.)
Warnings: Those Brits, man. They’ve got potty mouths on ’em, yeah? Angsty!Orlando, but once you get past that it’s pure, unbridled smut. Fluffy, schmoopy, sappy, twee smut, at that. Look out for the attack of the run-on sentences near the end! (Hey, how lucid do you expect our narrator to be in the middle of mind-blowing sex with Bean?!?!?!)
Archive: If you want it, let me know.
Feedback: We swears to serve the masters of the feedback. We swearses on… THE FEEDBACK!!!
Notes: Forgive me. This was dashed off relatively quickly, i.e., the idea was thought of and the thing was written in under twenty-four hours. This also means it‘s unbeta‘d, so all mistakes are my own. And it’s only my second RPS fic. Ever.
Dedication: Milady Razzle-love, Duchess of Slashingham. It’s all for you, babe, Hitchhiker references and everything. Now you can finally hear Beanie say “42”, if only in your head. And, of course, this goes out as well to those who read “Up Against the Wall” and clamoured so enthusiastically for more OrliBean. Once again to my muses, the horny bastards.
( Forty-two. The answer to the universe. )
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[07 Jun 2005|05:17pm] |
This should have been up ages ago; I posted it in my other LJ before I switched my fic to this one, but I must have forgotten to move this particular story.
Title: “Sex, Orlando, and Everything”
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot Summary: Plot is like senseless violence- absolutely uncalled for, though occasionally amusing. Thus, this story has none. (No plot, that is. Though I hardly think anything in this fic could constitute senseless violence…) It’s just gorgeous men having a lot of gratuitous sex.
Series: Well, it’s a sequel to “Up Against the Wall”… Wait, does that mean this series needs a name?
Disclaimer: May I have your attention, please? Will the real J.R.R. Tolkien please stand up? *stands up, raps head smartly on random flying salmon, and sits back down* Phooey. Nothing in this story is mine, not even my imagination, oh no- my muses commandeered that months ago in a bit of a hostile takeover. They’ve set up camp and are now running it as a police state. *shakes head sadly* … No profit is gleaned from this writing, and no disrespect is meant.
Warnings: Oh, my God, there are two men! Having sex! With each other! Oh, keep your towel on.
Archive: Stick it where you like. Just lemme know.
Feedback: is better than sex. Well, actually, it’s probably not, but since I’ve never had sex, and I have had feedback… Anyway, the short and short of it is that I live for constructive criticism.
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[06 Jun 2005|11:43pm] |
Title: Mostly Shameless (3/?)
Author: Captain Daisyshine (HaveYouSeenBean@yahoo.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Series: Sequel to “Up Against the Wall” and “Sex, Orlando, and Everything.” In that order. Unless you invoke time-traveling and such. Someone suggest a name for the series, please!
Summary: Hey, I know it’s been a while, but remember Sean’s suggestion at the end of the last fic that maybe the boys needed a shower? Well, no plot here, just that long-awaited shower. Because I *heart* shower!fic in a big way. Mmm, PWP.
Warnings: Er, mind the gap?
Disclaimer: I made it all up. I think. There may actually be a parallel universe or alternate reality or something where ’Landy and Beanie are shagging each other’s brains out, but, to the best of my knowledge, they are not doing so in this galaxy/dimension. The author means no disrespect.
Archive: Green Opals. Anyone else want it? Pick up the phone, you know who to call. Or something.
Feedback: I love it like a fat kid loves cake, like Michael Jackson loves little boys, like Rose loves Jack. Feedback is like liquid crack. On a stick. While you’re working that one out, drop me a line, pretty please.
Notes: God, I haven’t written in ages. Pardon moi.
Dedication: Razzie, my bestest gal; moblo413, Bunny Feeder and beta extraordinaire; my dirty sidekick; Captain Nibbles; Cap’n Sami-Jack; laura_iskra; pureanimal; jenmstar; fairyspell; darknight999; ariadni; and all of my other OrliBean ladies & gents.
( Mmmm, )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:40pm] |
Title: Up Against the Wall
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot Summary: Exactly what the title makes it sound like. :D Okay, okay. Beanie is straight. Isn’t he? Not if Orlando has anything to do with it!
Disclaimer: Don't sue; I promise you it's not worth it as all you are likely to end up with is my warped twisted imagination. No profit is gleaned from this writing, and I am not implying anything about the sexual orientations of the people contained herein. This. Did. Not. Happen. (except in my head.)
Warnings: Er… slash? (duh.)… Copious use of… *dramatic music*… THE F-WORD!!!! And, uh… deliberately awful comparisons of people to strawberry JELL-O. (I don’t even eat the stuff! It’s got gelatin in it!)
Archive: If you want it, let me know.
Feedback: Feed meee!!! Come on, I’ll never learn otherwise. Also, I will love you forever and ever.
Notes: My first RPS.
Dedication: To Lady Razzle, Duchess of Slashingham, for her support and fanfic goodness. And to my muses, even though all they ever do is fuck.
( I feel like a puddle of strawberry JELL-O. )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:38pm] |
Title: “Stay”
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sap, sap, sap, sap, more sap... Did I mention the smut, by the way?
Series: None, as of yet, but perhaps... *strokes beard (or lack thereof) thoughtfully*
Archive: “Take it; it’s yours!” Just let me know, okies?
Disclaimer: Oh, boy, if you believe a word of this, it’s quite likely that you’re delusional. Or just really, really dumb. I made it all up. I’m implying nothing. *solemn nod*
Feedback: is the cherry in my martini, the olive on my sundae. Please feed me back!
Notes: I don’t really know how good I am at this yet, so pointers, praise, tips, objections, criticisms, things I can improve or things you like... Please let me know. I’ll have your babies!!! (???) (Semi-) Inspired by a beautiful Alison Krauss song and a beautiful Tennyson poem. And the figurative language is at an all-time high.
Dedication: Once again to Her Razzleness the Duchess of Slashingham, Slash Goddess Extraordinaire, for her support, pancakes, bananas, JELL-O, tartan dancing, and general slashy goodness; to moblo413 for nudging the bunnies along; to Smai for getting me hooked on slash in the first place; to Caitlin– just because I love you and you love slash (and there is nothing wrong with that!); to those who read and enjoyed “Up Against the Wall” or “Baby, It’s You” and requested more OrliBean; and finally, to my perpetually randy muses. Pervy sods in general, but they decided this fic was going to be a bit sweeter than the other two. *tweaks noses affectionately*
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[01 Oct 2004|11:36pm] |
Title: All Three Together (3/?)
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: VigOrliBean, various permutations thereof
Rating: NC-17
Series: The next bit in the All Three Together storyline I’ve started.
Summary: Viggo’s still visiting Sean and Orli in Malta. There’s lots of manlovin’ (©Razz), but I’ve found plot rather inessential at this point.
Warnings: Oh dear. This was supposed to be a quality fic, but it seems to have deteriorated into little more than an all-out smutfest. Voyeurism, language, wanking, threesomes, soiling of a ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron, and a Trojan Man gag. I really scare myself sometimes.
Disclaimer: The butler did it.
Archive: Yes please.
Feedback: My poison of choice. Oh, no, wait; that’s pastries. Mmm pastries. Sorry, what was I saying? Oh yes, feedback. *holds up sign: “will work for feedback”*
Notes: *Picks up right where the first part left off. You don’t have to read the first part, however. This makes enough sense without it, I think. *Lyrics in chapter three are from “The 59th Street Bridge Song” by Simon and Garfunkel. *Hey, here’s another challenge! Identify the origin of the title of this chapter or the quotes in Viggo’s letter. I don’t know what you’ll get, but surely that warrants at least a mention in the next dedication.
Dedication: *moblo413, feeder of the bunnies and my cofounder of the Dopey Grin Society, who also correctly guessed the origin of the title of chapter two (“Here at the Quiet Limit of the World”) to be Tennyson’s “Tithonus.” *Milady Razzle, Duchess of Slashingham and brilliant comedienne. Plenty of Beanstalk to come. Er, ahead. Um... *All my VigOrliBean girls, who I love so dearly. *My muses, because without them fucking incessantly nudging me along, nothing would ever get written.
( Feelin’ Groovy... )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:35pm] |
Title: All Three Together (1-2/?)
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: VigOrliBean, various permutations thereof
Rating: NC-17
Series: Uh... Kinda sorta maybe a sequel to “A Little Experimentation” in that it’s the same characters and the two could plausibly go together. However, this one’s written in a different style and perspective and could stand on its own perfectly well.
Warnings: Do I have to warn for wanking and/ or theesomes? Oh look, I just did. Also rimming. Does that count as a squick? A bit of angst, some sap... All that good stuff.
Archive: Do you really even need to ask? Stick it where you want it; just let me know.
Disclaimer: If any of this had happened, would I have had the presence of mind to sit and take notes? None of it’s true, I made it all up, I’m implying nothing, there’s no such thing as gay people, etc.
Feedback: is my anti-drug.
Notes: *Okay, true, I’ve written several slash fics now, mostly RPS, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t crap. You have to let me know. *This one’s not beta’d either. Live with it. *San Francisco and London are two of my favourite cities I’ve ever visited, and, why yes, I adore Trafalgar Square, the dahlia garden, and the Exploratorium (actually, my uncle works there). *Lyrics in Chapter 1 are from “Shot With His Own Gun” by Elvis Costello, “Your Winter” by Sister Hazel, and “I Just Don’t Know What to Do With Myself” covered by the White Stripes. *If you can identify the origin of the title of either chapter, I’ll write you any sort of PWP you’d like involving any of the three guys in this story. (Within limits, of course. For example, nothing too horribly kinky.) *Look out for the subtle D. H. Lawrence reference. If you find it, you get to suggest something for the next chapter.
Dedication: Razz, my inspiration and comic muse. moblo413, feeder of the bunnies and card-carrying member of the Dopey Grin Society. ariadni, laura_iskra, and fairyspell, faithful readers. Smai, lovely (if rather corrupting) friend. jenmstar, keeper of the sexy icons. Devora, my darling Muffin. And my muses, the sexy things.
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[01 Oct 2004|11:29pm] |
Title: “Pretty Boy”
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot Summary: PWP. Orli is worried that Sean thinks he’s pretty like a girl. Orli is wrong. Smut ensues.
Series: Not that I know of.
Disclaimer: I made it all up. I make no claims and mean no disrespect.
Warnings: Smut, sap… the usual suspects.
Archive: Green Opals; anyone else who wants it lemme know.
Feedback: rocks my socks.
Notes: Lyrics from “Somebody Told Me” by The Killers. Still have no beta; all mistakes are mine.
Dedication: Razz: my little fuck-her-she’s-British comic muse. :D moblo413: I’m going to miss my bunny feeder. *cuddles* Smai, The Corrupter. Caitlin, who had better leave a bloody comment. :D My OrliBean girls- here is my latest humble offering. The muses… Stop hiding the sodding plot lines in your mountains of smut!!!
( 'You’d like to maybe try something different?' )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:29pm] |
Title: Fireproof
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: VigBean
Rating: NC-17
Summary: PWP. Angry sex. Rahr. Sean plays a dirty trick so he and Viggo will fight and then make up.
Series: Not on your life. Though a DaveOrli companion piece is in the works.
Disclaimer: Only the words and ideas are mine. The characters belong to themselves. Dammit.
Warnings: Angst. And smut. Don’t forget the smut.
Archive: You betcha! Green Opals can have it, anyone else just take it and drop me a line.
Feedback: Pretty please? My goal in life is to eventually make it into a second page of comments.
Notes: Ooh look, I’ve finally written something with a hint of darkness. Lyrics from “Indoor Fireworks” by Elvis Costello. My newfound beta, the fabulous moblo413, has gone on vacation. So, as usual, all mistakes are mine. This is my first VigBean. Oh, and DTs (delerium tremens) is what you get when you’re having alcohol withdrawals.
Dedication: *Lady Razzle, Duchess of Slashingham and dead drummer for Slash: you make me proud to belong to the fandom. :D *Caitlin: here be more mansex. We gotta find us some men. ;) *moblo413: I eagerly await your return. *dalehead, ariadni, laura_iskra, fairyspell, and my other faithful readers: without you I’d be nothing. I love you all to bits.
( indoor fireworks )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:28pm] |
Title: Talking Without Speaking
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot: Plot? What plot? Oh, you mean the plot! Well, um, Sean knows something Orli doesn’t. Essentially a PWP.
Series: Not that I know of. I’ve been known to be wrong about this sort of thing before, however.
Disclaimer: *shifty eyes* It wasn’t me.
Warnings: Smut, my feeble attempt at humour. And language. I usually forget to warn for that because it’s sort of a given.
Archive: Green Opals; anyone else just ask.
Feedback: Holy peppermint sticks, Batman! Feedback is the olive on my sundae, the cherry in my martini (shaken, not stirred. Or something). I love feedback like a fat kid loves cake, like Michael Jackson loves little boys. My sole goal in life is to one day make it onto two pages of comments. Feed me back?
Notes: Lyrics from “All Grown Up” by Elvis Costello. Unbeta’d, and written in under 24 hours. Pardon moi.
Dedication: *Smai, I hold you personally responsible for getting me addicted to slash to begin with. Yeah. So there. *Caitlin, I hold you personally responsible for… I dunno, encouraging Smai or something. *Razzle, I hold you personally responsible for my original desire to write RPS. *Everyone who has ever responded to a fic of mine, I hold you personally responsible for my continuing desire to write slash. (And, to quote the Beach Boys, “God only knows what I’d be without you.”) *My muses, I hold you personally responsible for… well, everything.
( You say so much without speaking, Orlando. )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:27pm] |
Title: Discovery
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: DaveOrli
Rating: NC-17
Plot: Ha-ha. Oh wait, you weren't joking were you? Well, you’re in luck; no plot here. Just beautiful men.
Series: Er, no. Not really. This is the promised companion piece to "Fireproof."
Disclaimer: These sexy, sexy men do not belong to me. They belong to themselves. I cries a sad cry.
Warnings: Mansex.
Archive: Well, sure! Drop me a line!
Feedback: is too sexy for words.
Notes: This is the first slash I've written involving anyone other than Viggo, Orlando, and/ or Sean Bean. I hope it's all right. And, uh, my beta is still on vacation.
Dedication: Razzle Dazzle and pureanimal, lilypossibly (begging gets you everywhere ;D), Caitlin the Cure-ious, ariadni, moblo413, my dirty sidekick (yay fiancées!), and all my other slashy pals.
( He swallowed his fears, his pride, and a bit of slightly Guinness-flavoured saliva and walked up the path to the front door. )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:27pm] |
Title: At Your Door
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Plot: Sweet, smutty PWP. Don’t rot your teeth out, Loves.
Series: Uhhh…
Disclaimer: Not ours, Preciousssss.
Warnings: Sap.
Archive: Green Opals may have it; others just ask.
Feedback: We swears to serve the Masters of the Feedback… We swearses on… the Feedback! No, really.
Notes: Lyrics from “500 Miles (I’m Gonna Be)” by The Proclaimers. (Also the beginning song in Benny & Joon.)
Dedication: moblo413, my fabulous beta, who had better be on the lookout for errors in this fic because I just couldn’t wait to post it. ;D *cuddles* Razz, my Lovemuffin. My dirty sidekick. iolanthe42, with whom I will be going on a long excursion into the Smutty Mountains. My lovelies: Caitlin, Smai, laura_iskra, dalehead, ariadni, fairyspell, pureanimal… Everyone. If I left you out, leave me a comment and you’ll get a shout-out next time. Also, the wonderful people down at Green Opals, who have so graciously asked to archive many of my fics.
( So clearly devoted )
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[01 Oct 2004|11:26pm] |
Title: Like Never Before
Author: Captain Daisyshine (Hitchcock_Princess182@hotmail.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sap and smut and sex with men, oh my!
Summary: Sean is out to prove to Orli just how much he loves him.
Archive: Green Opals can have it; everyone else just ask.
Disclaimer: I make no claims.... Er, except for that mutant half-tie. I want that thing.
Feedback: makes me happy inside.
Notes: lyrics from “Songbird” by Fleetwood Mac.
Dedication:moblo413, beta extraordinaire- thanks, babe! My dirty sidekick (*cuddles*). Razzberry Snugglemuffin. Captain Nibbles, because she is going away to Ecuador and will likely not be reading slash for a very long time. (Love you!) Cap’n Sami-Jack. My OrliBean ladies (you know who you are).
( ‘Does that answer your question?’ )
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[29 Sep 2004|07:03am] |
Title: Maybe I Can Stand Alone
Author: Captain Daisyshine (HaveYouSeenBean@yahoo.com)
Pairing: OrliBean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mild angst, sap, sex.
Summary: Orlando overreacts. Sean fixes things. Then they have sex.
Archive: Green Opals can have it; everyone else just ask.
Disclaimer: Only my words are my own.
Feedback: makes me do a little dance of joy.
Notes: lyrics from “Maybe” by Alison Krauss. Italics denote events that have already taken place.
Dedication: moblo413, my lovely sweet beta lady. Razzie my dear. Captain Nibbles, as she is in Ecuador and I don’t think they have slash there. ;D (Just kidding.) Smai, for being my pal. My dear darling OrliBean gals who I have neglected. <3 you all.
( I was so afraid... )
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