Okay, so. I started writing this eleven days ago, according to my google.docs file. It's a freaking epic Merlin genderswap fic that came about because I had the vague notion that I wanted to put Merlin in a dress. THAT'S IT. I feel like I should offer a prize for whoever makes it to the end, because it's probably going to be a test of endurance. *sighs* I hope someone likes it. *returns to her dungeon!porn*

Title: Dewiniaeth (roughly translates from Welsh as magic, or witchcraft)
Pairing: Merlin/OMC, Merlin/Arthur
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 32,127
Disclaimer: Not mine, complete and utter fiction. Probably.
Summary: Nimueh is set on destroying the Pendragons, yet again. They do say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, after all, and this time it's Merlin who bears the brunt of her scheming. Fairy tale princess he is not.
Warnings/Spoilers: HET. I hail from bandom, where that is most definitely a warning. There's slash, don't worry. Genderswap (obviously), if that squicks you. Spoilers....just say for the series in general.
A/N: I am well aware that the summary sucks, but please read it anyway. Thanks times infinity to </a></font></b></a>caedesdeo, who did another prompt, accurate and thorough beta job with this, and who didn't tell me to shove off when I emailed her every one of the corrections I made after she sent me it back. Also for reminding me six times about the sugar.

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This has been known to me, and to all who I have flailed at and bored to tears, as Scandalous. You will see why.

Title: Risky Business
Author: Claire (ladyrogueevie )
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Recording studio AU. Pete owns Decaydance, Patrick is his Head Producer, and Gabe is a diva. Basically.
Pairings:…can’t you wait and see? Fine. Pete/Patrick, Ryan/Spencer, Jon/Tom and some other randomers that you’ll find out.
Disclaimer: Not mine, although I have been playing with them for over a year now. Surely that gives me some little right…no? Damn. All characters belong to themselves, blah blah, and seriously, go away if you googled yourself. Right now.
AN: Well. Wow. I can’t actually believe that I’m posting this. I got this idea in my school library back in January, listening to Guilty Pleasure (yeah, I know. wtf?), and it has somehow grown into a 26,054 words fic. It took me about two months to write it, finished it in March, and since then it’s been sitting on my hard drive. I dusted it off at the beginning of the summer holiday, and got it betaed. Giant thanks, kisses and cookies go to Sarah (camisadoempathy) and Meg (celes19 ) for doing such awesome jobs on the betaing. Also, kisses and love to Toby (hikarinotabi ), who’s had to put up with me talking about this not only when I was still writing it, but also flailing over it now I’ve dug it up again. Thanks for the title must go to another Sarah (licklicksalute1 ), who also read this and told me it was good, as well as listening to me flail. *sighs in relief*
AN2: My deepest apologies must go to Katy (therentmatrix</lj> ) . I’m sorry for just skipping out on you like this, but I figured things were busy enough from various messages that you wouldn’t miss one little fic. But still, I am sorry.

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