the tinhats are coming! the tinhats are coming!

ETA 2/4/04: Hello to everyone just coming by. The icons are no longer available and I've taken them down, but thank you for showing interest in them. I had a good time making them and it's great when people like what I've done, but it's even better when everyone takes them in the spirit I intended them, which wasn't always happening. Kerfuffle on, all. Or not, of course.

Justin Month, Day Fifteen

See today's icon? I made fifty more on the same theme, in response to the latest kerfuffle rippling through the more excitable in the fandom. They're up for grabs, so head over and leave a comment if you want one.

Tick Tock Time by Silvia Kundera

Chris says yes before Justin even knows his name is Chris. He scrunches back to make room in the line, because Justin is hungry and just wants to go home, and Chris doesn't care that people will glare when Justin cuts. Justin tries to pretend that he's not surprised, and begins measuring out seconds before the small talk drifts off and Chris' eyes go dull.

Sometimes waiting is stupid.

With Chris that's never, Justin knows . . . about 10 minutes after the first stumbling words that are only stumbling because they aren't him. When he stops being the nice pretty glass box that /oh, don't you want to pet, hire, keep until the next best thing/, then it's easy. And he thinks, at first, that he might never have to wait again.

Justin's world is all about time--and timing. I love the pace of this story, dreamy and deliberate, and prodding you patiently but firmly ever onward.

Justin Month, Day Sixteen

Filter lyrics + Wax Museum unveiling = GIP

Heat by Cherry

You roll over and he's staring at you, blue eyes heavy-lidded and sleepy and so so close, arm's length, maybe, across the nothing of a space between the beds, and you shove your icy hands under the pillow to keep from touching his face. His smile is soft and worn, already, and that secret ache inside you burns and throbs, just for a heartbeat, before you smile back and click off the lamp.

A whispering vignette in which Chris tries to hold out against a Justin who is young and beautiful and irresistible--and who's older than his years when you least expect it.