Fic rec and a new favorite singer

So, I've finally started reading Sage's due South stories and there are some that need rec'ing! Both are SLASH, Fraser/RayK

"Sweet" - Fraser and Ray get sprayed with a chemical and it leads to... interesting things.

"Any Given Saturday" - just a normal Saturday up there, in Canada. A post series finale fic and the best feel!good story that I've come across so far in this fandom.

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And I think I found a new favorite singer - Jason Mraz. I have his Mr A-Z album and my favorite song is "Life Is Wonderful". I uploaded it for you here folks :)

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I also started reading Neil Gaiman's "American Gods". I think that it will never reach my top ten list of books but so far, it's not bad.

New layout

So, I have a new layout. A dark one this time. Boy, I love Jensen in this picture! *giddy*

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And now that the last one of my theme table drabbles is with my beta, I'm thinking about a new project. Something table-ish again. Maybe I will write codas/missing!scenes to all the Supernatural S1 eps... Or maybe I will find me a table somewhere and write some Charmed future!fics with Chris and Wyatt... Or maybe something Psych-related - even though I know that no one on my flist reads Psych fics, this fandom is in some serious need of well beta'ed fics...

Decisions, decisions...

Any suggestions, folks?

Drabble: Scribbles - Numb3rs

Title: Scribbles
Author: katikat
Fandom: Numb3rs
Disclaimers: All standard disclaimers apply here.
Prompt: # 22, Speak


Don knew that he would find his brother in the garage. Other kids had a tree house, Charlie had his garage.

For a moment, Don stood there, watching his brother scribble his mathematical nonsense on the blackboard, pretending not to notice his brother's arrival. And for a moment, Don hated his father, hated him for not being there, making him say it.

Don cleared his throat. "Charlie…"

More scribbling.

"Charlie. Mom's dead."

Scribbling. Scribblingscribblingscribbling…

Don's voice was soft as he continued. "She died an hour ago. Dad was with her when she…"

The chalk broke, crumbling.

As did Charlie.


The End

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