Written for blakefancier who wanted Thomas as a vampire (written on my kitchen table + at the Bastia airport + at the Lyon Starbucks. The past three days have been hell. I don't think I can read anything until Tuesday since I'm not home. I even thought I could not manage to finish it and post it. Sorry! I used to have a pretty stress-free life, considering… Well. Considering. I was twenty...

Yes, I know, a little late. I got wrapped up in i_mop . To restate the rules: 1) Everyone comments with a public sign-up in the comments. 2) If you want, you sekritly write for the leftovers. No worries about doubling up, writing your own bunny, etc. 3) Post the fic on December 5th! If you want to be dramatic, you can post the hidden fics using lonely_socks so that we have to guess...

At least in this fandom, that can be a positive assertion, not just a cry of frustration. I hope to have a lot more time this summer to write. Also, LJ makes me sad to look at, because I replaced my old crap monitor with a shiny new monitor of perfection. Unfortunately, all my icons which were calibrated to look wonderful on my old monitor look like *%$#@* on this one (like those sparkly pixilated...