hawkeyowa: (like some police drama)
So, I've had the worst case of Writer's Block lately, which super sucks because NaNoWriMo is next month and I have no story ideas or anything. ;-; Anyway, seeing as how I seem to work best when prompted, I figured a few fic prompts might be enough to help.

In lieu of this, if anyone has any writing requests or whatnot, I'd be more than happy to do them. So, pairings, or solo, or anything off the KinkGen, I could try. Just something to get me going. c: It'd all come in one big ficdump, but I think if I get even a little nudge, I'll fly through it before you know it.

Please and thank you. :)

-DJ

ooc: Hiatus

Jul. 9th, 2010 02:40 pm
hawkeyowa: (nyehehehe)
I'm heading back up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, once again, for awesome funtimes with the relatives, or just playing Left 4 Dead while it rains. It all depends.

Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow morning (being July 10th), and coming back next Saturday (July 17th). In that time, I'm completely unsure if I'll be able to find WiFi or whatever, but I'll make attempts.

So I lurve you all and see everyone when I get back! :D

-DJ
hawkeyowa: (dear god put your clothes on)
[So it's nighttime, sure. However, that hasn't stopped the seemingly raging inferno HQ decided to be, nor has it stopped Jack's room from being just as hot. One thing he seems to do when it gets like this is wear just some boxers (and a t-shirt for the sake of decency, since he's not home) and lay in random positions around his room, like that will somehow help. He's even attempted to make a paper fan out of some newspaper, but that's not helping much either.

In his current state, he's flipped upside-down on his couch with his legs propped up on the back of it, fanning himself with incredibly limited success. His dog is in the corner, on his back as well and panting. Maddie, however, being the 103-degrees-on-average creature that she is, is happily crawling all over her owner's legs, kind of looking like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi after killing a snake--that is to say, proud of herself. However, Jack notices the little furball o' warmth crawling on him and puts his hands over his face, groaning in frustration.
]

Maddie, you're like a goddamn torch with fur. Get outta here.

[As expected, limited success. So feel free to bother Jack, agonize with him, or just ask him why he's upside-down in his underwear. It's all good.]


[ooc: Got my Jack-muse back and revamped his personality a tad. :) ]
hawkeyowa: (Eh that's how it goes.)
If you could kindly add this to your consoles, that'd do me a great service and ease up on my poor e-mail for characters I've pretty much ditched. :c



But not all is doom and gloom. c: I'm just replacing with characters I guarantee will be more active. Like I should be. But hurrrrp, I'm lazy forever.



Thank you much!
♥,
DJ

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