so, um, Magneto karaoke fic?
I'm fairly sure, though mind you I've had at least one margarita, that 
disbelief11 and I are writing fic in which Magneto and Charles reconcile through drunken karaoke. Yes. You know you want to read it. And/or join in.
I'm also wearing my Parlement of Foules perfume oil today (made by the ever-fabulous Black Phoenix folks, because I have been babysitting a colleague's Chaucer class (yeah, that's a medievalist joke, what) while said colleague heads off to a conference in Australia. So every so often I catch scent-whispers of white roses and medieval incense, drifting up out of nowhere, and the sweetness makes me smile.
You know, this--plus possibly a margarita or two--is a good end to the day.
p.s. I would like to go back to Australia someday. The last time I was there, I went snorkeling off the Great Barrier Reef and consumed kangaroo, not at the same time.
disbelief11 and I are writing fic in which Magneto and Charles reconcile through drunken karaoke. Yes. You know you want to read it. And/or join in.I'm also wearing my Parlement of Foules perfume oil today (made by the ever-fabulous Black Phoenix folks, because I have been babysitting a colleague's Chaucer class (yeah, that's a medievalist joke, what) while said colleague heads off to a conference in Australia. So every so often I catch scent-whispers of white roses and medieval incense, drifting up out of nowhere, and the sweetness makes me smile.
You know, this--plus possibly a margarita or two--is a good end to the day.
p.s. I would like to go back to Australia someday. The last time I was there, I went snorkeling off the Great Barrier Reef and consumed kangaroo, not at the same time.