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Yuletide 2008 came very close to not happening at all; I landed home three days before the reveal with nothing written for one main and a pinch hit, and mostly did the "despair!!!" thing. *g* Then I stuck my head into #yuletide, and everyone there was so enthusiastic, awesome and relentlessly evil encouraging that I ended up with 3 main stories, 5 treats and a hangover:

Other Kinds of Men (The Left Hand of Darkness), for mauvecloud.

2966 words, PG, Therem/Arek. Therem Harth rem ir Estraven must have tried, at some point, to seek another way.

Notes: I really, really wanted to write and received Left Hand of Darkness fic, but even then I was worried that the fandom would come up empty. *g* This fic holds prime position in my heart, and I was really happy to see a few people turn up and recognise the canon. \o/ Estraven!

Weight (Wild Adapter), for reddwarfer.

1658 words, R, Kubota/Tokito (or: Kubota/everyone he comes across). The act of feeling is a possessiveness blunted by logic and re-sharpened by the ability to move and do and act.

Notes: I flailed so hard for this one: I sped-read through the whole canon possibly eleven hours before the deadline, and I can only say thank god for 4chan because I'd never have got my hands on volume 6 otherwise.

All Across Manhattan (Baccano!), for cleflink.

2194 words, PG, Gandor family and adoptee. Claire comes home to things that have changed, and things that have stayed the same.

Notes: I actually quite liked this one, but reception was poor like a cellphone in a dungeon. *laughs* But, seriously, it was possibly the most fun and least stress free main story I had to write.

Shadows cast behind you (The Left Hand of Darkness), for melannen.

733 words, PG, Therem (with throwbacks to Ashe and Arek). In the kemmerhouse.

Notes: My personal favourite! :D With the helpful hands of mjules as my trusty beta, I beat the shit out of personal pronouns, and then uploaded the fic only to discover that I'd left ONE "him" in a recently appended paragraph. D'oh! But other than that - more Left Hand fic! Sometimes less words = more, especially with Estraven. Ajlfksjflksajfl.

Rest ye merrily (The Graveyard Book), for Femme

208 words, PG, Bod and Silas. If Silas were to take rest at Bod's house on some cold Yule.

Note: This is where my mind started to cave and everything became slightly Yule-tinted. *g*

youth: a heartbreakingly schmoopy work of staggering genius (Ocean's 11/12/13), for Nubi-chan

596 words, G, Danny, Rusty and Rueben. Danny and Rusty remember being young. Vaguely.

Note: I managed, very intelligently, to mess up the formatting on this, but not badly enough, it seems! :D I love me some thieves.

In places across the wide world (Lucifer), for Hyzenthlay.

506 words, G, Lucifer. Lucifer in all shades.

Note: Random Good Omens cameo! Random fairy tale cameo! This fic was meant to be 6000 words! Guess what I'll be writing as an NYR! 8D

Ho ho ho (Discworld), for Adaptation Decay.

193 words, G, Vetinari versus the Assassins. Sometimes, students from the Academy visit the Patrician.

Note: My beta, nextian/Emma, deserves all the credit for this: the bloody-mindedness line was hers, and without it none of this drabble would've held water.



\o/ I am five seconds from being very late [edit: Mine is the art of calling in sick], but if anyone wants a DVD commentary on any of these fics, I will be happy to come home and flail on my keyboard. ♥