cornerofmadness

I'm in a bad mood. I don't know why. It feels like a bad day even though nothing tremendously bad has happened. Heck my students have done very well on the tests this week (par for the course, fall semester is always so much better than spring)

a fun meme i stole from everywhere

When you see this, post a little weensy excerpt from as many random works-in-progress as you can find lying around. Who knows? Maybe inspiration will burst forth and do something, um, inspiration-y.

Sorrow's Dark Array - FMA, movie verse, Ed and Al make their way back home, with Alter!Hughes in tow only to find Winry has moved on a bit

You tried to leave me behind, damn you.” Hughes shoved Ed, nearly knocking him back down.

“This isn’t your world, Hughes. You don’t understand,” Ed said, too weary to fight.

“Where are we?” Al’s head swiveled around, taking in his surroundings. “Are we home?”

I Don't Even Have a Title Yet FMA manga verse This was supposed to be done MONTHS ago for the

fma_ot4 challenge It's soon after ROy recruits Ed, a little action/romance piece with ROy/Riza/Maes/Gracia

“Coming right up, Mrs. Hughes. Anything else I can get for you?” Barry asked, his eyes intent on her.

“How about a roaster chicken?” Gracia answered after a moment’s thought.

While they waited for the butcher to finish up the order, Riza thought she caught him checking out her chest.

I Don't Even Have a Title Yet Either FMA manga verse, set in the Gilded Cage/Misadventures in Babysitting verse. To save the brothers, Winry agreed to be Emperor Ling's life. A year later the brothers rescue her and her infant son. Ed is now trying to be step dad

Winry went down the hall and to her surprise, Urey was in his crib playing with his toes, trying to get them into his mouth.

“Flexible little bugger.” Ed laughed.

Hyperion's SOn BtVS/AtS the never ending story. An AU of S5 and well beyond. Connor's memories leaked and he went a little crazy, ending up an heroin addict on the streets. Ten years down the line he's back with his dad and it's business as usual

Hearing Fred’s cries, thin and long in the wind above him, Connor tried to grip the slippery wet iron to heave himself off but will and consciousness fled leaving him pinned like a butterfly, bleeding into the hedges below.

Leaning on the Edge of E BtVS/AtS, An AU of the end of the series. It's so old it's NOT on LJ at all. Connor centric

I cast a hateful glance down at the gas gauge of my Nova. It was leaning on the edge of E. I’d never make it back to the Hyperion. I was stranded on I-15, wondering how far into the desert I really was.

Melt into the Wind Original, I sold a short story in this verse to Nothing but Red Yukio is a psychopomp, a grim reaper more or less

Standing around outside a sorority house until the killer gets done with his work has to be the worst part of this job. All of my instincts tell me to run in there and stop him before he slaughters all those girls or to sound the alarm and get them out of the house. I can’t do either.

Until the Ice Breaks Original, set in a universe I worked on with

evil_little_dog though I wrote this one solo (with lots of help from her editting

Makai fought the urge to wipe away the trickle of sweat that burned its way into his eyes. With practice sword in one hand and long dagger in the other, he’d be likely to blind himself.

Red Skies Original, working on this with

evil_little_dog and i really want to get back to this. Many of my dragons were named from this.

Wine snorted, picturing Tarran with a lump of cast iron in hand. It was an amusing picture. Tarran wasn’t very fond of work, at least not work that held no interest for him. “Tarran’s a teenager. Whining is an art form.” Wine buried his fingers in Sinnika’s thick, walnut hair, his face sobering as he thought about his nephew. Tarran was more than a whiny teen. He had been goddess-touched, sharing in her dual personalities, one sweet and one vile. Tarran was a difficult young man at the best of times.

Splinters of SIlver and Cold Iron Original, YA, werewolves, seers and murder set in one of my favorite places I've ever lived, Madison WI

“Explain to me why this is good?” Ben eyed his copy of James Joyce’s Ulyssess like he wished he could make it erupt into flames by the mere act of glaring at it.

“I have no idea,” Taz sighed then glanced over at Killian who was curled up with his book and a mug of tea on the other end of the couch. “You’re Irish. Does this make sense to you?”

“Feck no!” Killian’s nose wrinkled. “I’ve never understood why anyone thought Joyce was good.”

Impenetrable as Night Original, fantasy, someone has declared war on the living goddesses intent on destroying all hope and subjating the land

“You dropped your guard.” The older woman said simply.

Archana groaned, rubbing her sore hip. Both she and Sonal were Living Goddesses, the Savaria-Militant and like all the Militants before them, they were the Goddess Savaria’s aspect of war.

Ties that Bind Original, working on this with

evil_little_dog Book one is technically done. just needs lots of editing.

Tully awoke even though he really didn’t want to. He vaguely remembered his brother waking him earlier and the touch of the healer once more. She acted more afraid of him this time. He savored her fear through the filmy bond that formed between them, but melted like snowflakes on the tongue in very little time

ETA - I went on another breeding spree and based on the names of the parents/types, i couldn't just get rid of them all

Sverre & Archana had this one (points to impenetrable as night)