tardis

Fic: Of lost time and harmonic analysis - [Charlie Eppes/Spencer Reid]

Title: ‘Of lost time and harmonic analysis’
Author: jen_jm
Pairing: Charlie Eppes/Spencer Reid (Numb3rs/Criminal Minds)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, crossover
Words: about 2,800
Spoilers: none
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, unfortunately.
Summary: Charlie’s dates always end up being math-centric chats. But when the only thing he expects to talk about is math, everything else comes into the equation, so to speak.

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mcshep

Fic: All the small things - [Pete/Steve]

Title: ‘All the small things’
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Pete Lattimer/Steve Jinks
Rating: PG-13
Word count: about 200
Warnings: really short, kind of fluffy
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: it’s just a little something that came to me at the end of 3x01 and I wanted to share it.
Summary: Myka knows.

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mcshep

Fic: Sunrise (Looks like morning in your eyes) - [Pete/Steve]

Title: ‘Sunrise (Looks like morning in your eyes)’
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Pete Lattimer/Steve Jinks
Rating: PG-13, I guess
Word count: about 1,300
Warnings: fluff
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: The title comes from the song that inspired this, Sunrise by Norah Jones.
Summary: “We’re gonna be late.” - "Mmh, five more minutes?"- "I think we can manage that.”

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spain

Fic: I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf) - [4/4]

Title: ‘I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf)’ [4/4]
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Bojan Krkić/Sergio Canales (Bojales \o/), Cesc Fabregas/Gerard Piqué, mentions of others. Appearances of Iker Casillas, Pep Guardiola, Zlatan Ibrahimović, Esteban Granero, Álvaro Arbeloa, Leo Messi, Carles Puyol, Xabi Alonso and various WAGs. Oh, and a very special Cristiano Ronaldo.
Rating: R, I think?
Category: slash
Word count: about 20,605 total
Warnings: AU, mild language, madness, unicorns (yes, seriously)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: Just as crazy as it sounds, hopefully just as good. The title is a joint effort of Kansas and Duran Duran.
Summary: “Son,” Bojan’s father starts, wide-eyed. “Why on earth, do you have a tail?”

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Impala

Declaration of principles

Let's just make a few things clear

1) I'm an Inter fan, I love my team, I love my players and I love my current coach. I haven't been a fan my whole life, it's something relatively recent, but it doesn't mean I don't feel it just as strongly as other fans do. Don't like it? Not my problem.

2) I'm a bitch, so I sometimes talk shit about other people or other football teams. Don't like it? Not my problem.

3) Football is not all I have in my life, thankfully I have a family I value more than anything else in the world, more than my own life. A wise man once said that football is the most important of all unimportant things, which is quite accurate. I honestly think that if you're not a footballer, but still base your life entirely only on football, you're pathetic. It might help you through bad times, fair enough, but it's not a reason to breathe. Don't like it? Not my problem.

4) I like Cristiano Ronaldo. He's a diva, he's an actor, I don't fucking care. I like him, I think he's a great footballer, I love watching him play. I think he's funny and cute in a very gay kind of way. Don't like it? Not my problem.

5) I change my mind on stuff. A lot. It doesn't mean I'm incoherent, it just means I've evolved past the monkey stage and I now have an open mind. Don't like it? Not my problem.

6) I hate people who take everything too seriously. I hate when someone gets all worked up because I made a joke about their team or their favorite movie, but then I have to suck it up when they insult my religion, which I consider a much more important and sacred thing. Yes, I'm a Catholic, I don't hate gays, I think only God can judge and last time I checked, you weren't Him. Don't like it? Not my problem.

7) I talk to people because I want to, because I have a whole lot of reasons I don't have to explain to anyone, and I don't stop talking to people just because someone else thinks I should, I'm not five anymore. I choose my own friends, enemies and allies. Don't like it? Not my problem.

8) I hate people who are in college and constantly complain about how much they have to study. Or how many lessons they have that day. If you don't want to study, then go find a fucking job. I take college very seriously, even if I don't stress too much about it in public. There's a bunch of stuff I don't stress about in public. Don't like it? Not my problem.

9) I hate people who ignore you up to the moment when they need something, then magically reappear in your life. I usually tell this people to fuck off, like I did with that whore a few months back. I don't forgive fakes and opportunists. Don't like it? Not my problem.

10) I swear and I drink, but I'm always polite. I never forget to say "Please" and "Thank you" and I abso-fucking-lutely hate when someone does. That's what drives me nuts about my nephew. Nothing is granted, everything has to be earned and deserves proper thankfulness. I hate rude, ungrateful people. Don't like it? Not my problem.

11) I hate people who complain about their parents all the time. Unless they either starve, beat or abuse you, you have no fucking right to complain. They changed your diapers, they fed you seven times a day (sleeping next to nothing and trust me, I know), they taught you to walk, talk and read, they paid for your education and washed your clothes for years. So get your head out of your princess ass and be respectful. I love my parents more than anything in the world. Don't like it? Not my problem.

12) I like Katy Perry, Hello Kitty, pink and fluffy things. I like being girly, I like nail polish, I like getting a tan, I think heels are hot and I find fashion interesting, when it's not taken too far, yet I love more of a rock/indie style. I'm not thin, but I think thin is beautiful (but healthy thin, not anorexic thin, that's just sick). I pity those idiots who spit hate on all that just because they know they can never be like that. I know I could never be a model (and btw, I'd rather be a photographer anyway), but it doesn't mean I have to be an acid bitch about it. Grow up and deal with real life, hating doesn't make you better, getting on a treadmill does. Don't like it? Not my problem.

13) I hate empty people. You can't hate love, because love is what you're made of, it's a natural instinct and denying it is retarded. I believe in love, I believe that one day I'll find someone with whom I'll want to spend my life with and have kids. I don't know when it'll happen, but I don't lose faith easily. And by the way, declaring that you are not able to love isn't something to be proud of, it only makes you a walking desert. And no one likes desert. Not even the desert itself. Don't like it? Not my problem.

14) This list is completely random, a series of thoughts that have been going through my head these past few weeks, so don't try to manipulate it just to start an argument on how this and that is clearly referred to you, because I simply won't argue back. And that is because I simply don't care. Don't like it? Not my problem.


spain

Fic: I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf) - [3/4]

Title: ‘I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf)’ [3/4]
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Bojan Krkić/Sergio Canales (Bojales \o/), Cesc Fabregas/Gerard Piqué, mentions of others. Appearances of Iker Casillas, Pep Guardiola, Zlatan Ibrahimović, Esteban Granero, Álvaro Arbeloa, Leo Messi, Carles Puyol, Xabi Alonso and various WAGs. Oh, and a very special Cristiano Ronaldo.
Rating: R, I think?
Category: slash
Word count: about 20,605 total
Warnings: AU, mild language, madness, unicorns (yes, seriously)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: Just as crazy as it sounds, hopefully just as good. The title is a joint effort of Kansas and Duran Duran.
Summary: “Son,” Bojan’s father starts, wide-eyed. “Why on earth, do you have a tail?”

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spain

Fic: I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf) - [2/4]

Title: ‘I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf)’ [2/4]
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Bojan Krkić/Sergio Canales (Bojales \o/), Cesc Fabregas/Gerard Piqué, mentions of others. Appearances of Iker Casillas, Pep Guardiola, Zlatan Ibrahimović, Esteban Granero, Álvaro Arbeloa, Leo Messi, Carles Puyol, Xabi Alonso and various WAGs. Oh, and a very special Cristiano Ronaldo.
Rating: R, I think?
Category: slash
Word count: about 20,605 total
Warnings: AU, mild language, madness, unicorns (yes, seriously)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: Just as crazy as it sounds, hopefully just as good. The title is a joint effort of Kansas and Duran Duran.
Summary: “Son,” Bojan’s father starts, wide-eyed. “Why on earth, do you have a tail?”

Crossposted

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spain

Fic: I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf) - [1/4]

Title: ‘I set a course for winds of fortune (Hungry like the wolf)’ [1/4]
Author: jen_jm
Beta: el_defe
Pairing: Bojan Krkić/Sergio Canales (Bojales \o/), Cesc Fabregas/Gerard Piqué, mentions of others. Appearances of Iker Casillas, Pep Guardiola, Zlatan Ibrahimović, Esteban Granero, Álvaro Arbeloa, Leo Messi, Carles Puyol, Xabi Alonso and various WAGs. Oh, and a very special Cristiano Ronaldo.
Rating: R, I think?
Category: slash
Word count: about 20,605 total
Warnings: AU, mild language, madness, unicorns (yes, seriously)
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them, but I don’t.
Author’s Notes: Just as crazy as it sounds, hopefully just as good. The title is a joint effort of Kansas and Duran Duran.
Summary: “Son,” Bojan’s father starts, wide-eyed. “Why on earth, do you have a tail?”

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Impala

<3

I've got this friend. She's really very special to me, because we've shared so much through the years, so many laughs and disappointments and dreams and silly, idiot ideas. We used to pretend we were witches in middle school, we actually wrote the formulas and joked about it all the time. We were crazy together, and crazy in the best way possible.

We lost touch for a while during high school, mostly because I was going through a very tough period and pushed everyone away, but when we re-connected, it was like we never parted. She's the only person outside my family that really understands me, she's patient and she accepts that a Saturday night I might not go out because I have either a family night or a football match.

We've spent a NY's Eve together and we drank ourselves to stupidity, just to end up at 4 a.m. playing poker with glasses full of whiskey. I've taken her home that one time she drank too much and she kept my spirit up all those times I didn't drink enough.

She doesn't judge me for my choices or for my habits, she argues when it's right to argue, she's honest with me and she doesn't pretend. She's herself, and she's the best friend I'll ever have.

Thanks for these first twelve years, A.
<3