Pissweakest Birthday Wishes EVER!

I'll revisit this tonight and fingers crossed catch up with everyone else I have missed lately, too, but I just wanted to say, before it runs out, 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY romaine24 ! May this year be low on the stupid and high on the rewarding!

Right, need to go to work, still dehydrated as a date from yesterday's drive in 30+ and extreme UV with no air con. Urgh ... I did ask Mr Brammers to fix that in February. Of 2009. Admittedly we've used the car about a dozen times since then ... I'm off to moisturise some more!

Pissweakest Birthday Wishes EVER!

I'll revisit this tonight and fingers crossed catch up with everyone else I have missed lately, too, but I just wanted to say, before it runs out, 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY romaine24 ! May this year be low on the stupid and high on the rewarding!

Right, need to go to work, still dehydrated as a date from yesterday's drive in 30+ and extreme UV with no air con. Urgh ... I did ask Mr Brammers to fix that in February. Of 2009. Admittedly we've used the car about a dozen times since then ... I'm off to moisturise some more!

HEE! And Fic!

Best walk to work EVER today -- I found a tiny wee kitten!

I was crossing the road after the park in the estate and I caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of my eye. I checked, and there was a scraplet of grey fur shuddering in a corner, trying to look very very large and very fierce. I reached down and scooped it up and held it to my chest, which it promptly peed on, and set about looking for an owner.

The estate, while a reasonably nice one and full of townhouses rather than flats, is very clichéd in that only certain houses speak to each other. Number 22 was very helpful and could tell me everything about numbers 19-27, who had no kittens, but she thought it might live in 17. 17 had no humans but two large friendly dogs who wished to play with the kitten. 16 said there were no kittens at 17, in fact no one had any kittens at all, why was I bothering them?

At this point I gave up and took the scrap back the way I had come and to the vet across the road from home. They are taking care of her (she was white and tabby under all the dirt, and about six weeks old) and will try to re-home her, we will foster her if we need to until someone can take her on permanently. After a quick change and wash, I made it to work only an hour late.

EDIT for photo! Mr B made my camera work!


In other news, I wrote fic!

Not the fic I meant to write, which I am still working on, but fic with sex (no one is more shocked than I), er, between Regulus Black and Lily Evans (again …). It came about by accident, the lovely thilia  put out a request for a pinch hit for deatheaterfest , the person who was meant to be writing for chantefable  had dropped out. I had been lucky enough to help chantefable  with her very clever Letter to a Young Death Eater. Knowing how much she had put into her story, I couldn't let her go without, so I told thilia  that I was sure I could put together something semi-decent, probably about 5000 words. Hands up everyone surprised it ended up close to 30K? Yeah, that's what I thought ...

Title: Nineteen Seventy-nine
Author: blamebrampton
Rating: R
Warning(s): Nothing worse than canon.
Word Count: 29,000
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction set in the Harry Potter universe – all recognisable characters and settings are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is made from this work. Please observe your local laws with regards to the age-limit and content of this work. (Er, I've pinched the fest's disclaimer, because it is so much saner than mine ever are!)
Summary: Regulus Black already knows he's made a horrible mistake.
Notes: Many, many thanks to jadzialove , who was a bloody champion with the beta-ing, and treacle_tartlet  who injected sense and support, to vaysh11  for her help with the shagging and to thilia  for spotting last-minute errors and pointing out my lack of grip on time, and allowing me some leeway with that re the deadline. All remaining errors are thanks to my own ineptitude and tinkering.

 

( Part One )

HEE! And Fic!

Best walk to work EVER today -- I found a tiny wee kitten!

I was crossing the road after the park in the estate and I caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of my eye. I checked, and there was a scraplet of grey fur shuddering in a corner, trying to look very very large and very fierce. I reached down and scooped it up and held it to my chest, which it promptly peed on, and set about looking for an owner.

The estate, while a reasonably nice one and full of townhouses rather than flats, is very clichéd in that only certain houses speak to each other. Number 22 was very helpful and could tell me everything about numbers 19-27, who had no kittens, but she thought it might live in 17. 17 had no humans but two large friendly dogs who wished to play with the kitten. 16 said there were no kittens at 17, in fact no one had any kittens at all, why was I bothering them?

At this point I gave up and took the scrap back the way I had come and to the vet across the road from home. They are taking care of her (she was white and tabby under all the dirt, and about six weeks old) and will try to re-home her, we will foster her if we need to until someone can take her on permanently. After a quick change and wash, I made it to work only an hour late.

EDIT for photo! Mr B made my camera work!


In other news, I wrote fic!

Not the fic I meant to write, which I am still working on, but fic with sex (no one is more shocked than I), er, between Regulus Black and Lily Evans (again …). It came about by accident, the lovely thilia  put out a request for a pinch hit for deatheaterfest , the person who was meant to be writing for chantefable  had dropped out. I had been lucky enough to help chantefable  with her very clever Letter to a Young Death Eater. Knowing how much she had put into her story, I couldn't let her go without, so I told thilia  that I was sure I could put together something semi-decent, probably about 5000 words. Hands up everyone surprised it ended up close to 30K? Yeah, that's what I thought ...

Title: Nineteen Seventy-nine
Author: blamebrampton
Rating: R
Warning(s): Nothing worse than canon.
Word Count: 29,000
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction set in the Harry Potter universe – all recognisable characters and settings are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is made from this work. Please observe your local laws with regards to the age-limit and content of this work. (Er, I've pinched the fest's disclaimer, because it is so much saner than mine ever are!)
Summary: Regulus Black already knows he's made a horrible mistake.
Notes: Many, many thanks to jadzialove , who was a bloody champion with the beta-ing, and treacle_tartlet  who injected sense and support, to vaysh11  for her help with the shagging and to thilia  for spotting last-minute errors and pointing out my lack of grip on time, and allowing me some leeway with that re the deadline. All remaining errors are thanks to my own ineptitude and tinkering.

 

( Part One )

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part II

Part one

( Part two )

Part three

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part II

Part one

( Part two )

Part three

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part III

Part One
Part Two
( Part Three )

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part III

Part One
Part Two
( Part Three )

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part IV

Part One
Part Two
Part Three


( Part Four )

Nineteen Seventy-nine, part IV

Part One
Part Two
Part Three


( Part Four )