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| Yeah, I actually updated. Like whoa. Title: The Present Author: Jezunya Theme: 72 - Gift Rating: PG Length: ~1300 words Sum: One year out from the day it all began...and the day it all ended.
Notes: I started this one almost a year ago, last August, and just opened it up again and finished it today. Huh, rather fitting, I guess, given the theme of the fic.
( He’s eating birthday cake for breakfast when Pepper arrives at the house. )And now... I am off to see the boyfriend! And hopefully cure this horrible boredom! D: | |
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| Title: Following Author: Jezunya Theme: 36 – Love Rating: PG Length: 1164 words Sum: He never does get a straight answer about why she’s leaving. Notes: The first line of this popped into my head when I was supposed to be getting in the shower, and the rest just followed right after it. Hn, if only I could punch out a chapter of WMS like this… (The title is blegh, don’t ask, I have no idea.) ( Don't come after me, Tony ) | |
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| I want you all to know that I love you dearly, and I'm not just saying that because I'm on an inexplicable high brought on by having a certain two-disc special edition of my very own to pet and love and carry with me always. Um. Yeah. Let's just say I'm feeling generous. Most of these are not from the next chapter, and almost all of these are just little bits taken from within longer, already-written scenes later on. So, see, I am working on it ;P ( Wise Men Say - Excerpts! )
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| Wise men say / Only fools rush in / But I can’t help / Falling in love with you. “Can’t Help Falling in Love” – Elvis Presley Title: Wise Men Say Author: jezunya Rating: PGish Length: ~12000 words and counting... Sum: Someday, she’s not going to be able to fend off his advances any longer. Someday, she won’t want to. Someday…like today. Thanks to: glasscannon, my sister, Beta Reader, Instigator, and official Crack(fic) Dealer. ( Click for Current Chapters ) | |
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| I really need to sleep, like normal people. So what am I doing? Still not sleeping. Bah. Been meaning to put this together for a while now. Here's hoping it works... ( My Pepperony100 Fics ) | |
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| Title: Beep Author: Jezunya Theme: 85 – Busy Rating: PG-13 for Tony’s particular brand of humor… Length: ~1040 Sum: Tony had changed the message on his phone from her sensible, business-like statement to… something else. Again. Phone wars.Apologies to: glasscannon, because I didn't wait for her to get back to me with the beta before posting this thing. Um, don't kill me? Notes: Credit to whoever the genius is that made this little piece of awesome. It was all I could do not to add ‘Leave a message after the beep’ along the bottom there. Notes 2: glasscannon, post-posting, wanted credit for, as usual, being the instigator here. She was the one who first threw the 'Leave a message...' line at me in regards to that icon. And, as usual, it blossomed into crackfic. Her list of titles grows: Beta, Instigator, Crack Dealer... ;P ( You’ve reached Tony Stark, CEO of Stark Industries, Avenger Operative ‘Iron Man,’ and sexiest man currently walking the earth. )I state once again my annoyance at the lack of rich text. To quote a snotty old lady from a wonderful old book: "I am most seriously displeased!" | |
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| I have like two sentences at the beginning of part 5 of WMS...and a whole lot more written for later on, but I can't quite get past those first two sentences. /sigh/
So, here: (not Wise Men Say)
“I quit.”
They stared at each other for a long moment.
“What?” Pepper finally demanded.
Tony sniffed, settling further into his desk chair. “You heard me. I quit.”
Yeah. (guh, I need to go study... x_x)
...AND DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO RICH TEXT??? This is killing me with all the html.... | |
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| Wise men say / Only fools rush in / But I can’t help / Falling in love with you. “Can’t Help Falling in Love” – Elvis Presley Title: Wise Men Say Author: Jezunya Rating: PGish Length: ~6700 words Sum: Someday, she’s not going to be able to fend off his advances any longer. Someday, she won’t want to. Someday…like today. Thanks to: glasscannon
Notes: This thing took waaay too long, I know. But, in exchange, you get a chapter that is waaaay too long ;) Seriously, this thing just wouldn't end.
( Table of Contents ) ( Part 3 - Shiny Things )
Part 4 – Reconnaissance (aka Secret Agent Man)
( Part 5 - COMING SOON! ) ( Table of Contents )
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| Because I am working on Wise Men Say. I am! Title: Timing? Not So Perfect. Author: Jezunya Theme: #45 - Sleep Rating: G Length: 34 words. Seriously. Notes: I'll revisit this theme someday, I swear. And, you know, actually write something for it. Seriously, this thing barely even qualifies as a drabble, much less actual fic. Just... right now, this is what I have.
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| So, I'm taking this class about how to be a better student. It's about, like, doing your homework and going to class. A class... about going to class. Yeah... But anyway, the other day, the lecture was on test-taking strategies (handy, with midterms this next week), and the prof was introducing us to the "Strip Method."
This in no way involves clothes or the lack thereof.
It's actually about using pre-cut strips of paper and some brassed up process of elimination to find the best answer to a multiple choice question. Seriously, sometimes I wonder why I even bother with this class...
But maybe that's the explanation behind this: I'm not crazy, I'm not horny, I'm not morbid. I'm just really bored. And, apparently, reading/writing too much fanfiction...
Anyway, this is what sprang to life on my notes after I first wrote down "The Strip Method" (transcribed directly from my notes, no editing whatsoever)
The "Strip Method" -Is not what it sounds like... -Tony Stark think that's exactly what it sounds like (or that it should be) -Angelus agrees with Tony, tho he wouldn't stop at clothes. -Holy crap, so not that. o___o;
And now I'm suffering from horrible conversations between Tony and evil!Angel where they just won't shut up. Because you know they would totally get along, and like, bond and stuff. You know, until evil!Angel tried to eat Pepper, and then Tony would have to dust his butt with a replusor ray. Sigh.
But, uh, yeah... I'll go work on WMS now...... .________. | |
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