BECAUSE DONNA IS ALL THINGS WONDERFUL AND AMAZING AND KICKASS, AND SHE KNOWS ALL.

windscryer, I <3 you BB!

Despite being far too late to take part in the actual challenge, I requested an H/C Bingo card just to spark my creative juices (like the 12,385 prompts in my "to fill" folder aren't enough...).  Here's my card - now to start coming up with plots! ( My hc_bingo card )

Poll #1773433 Weekly themed fic challenge, anyone?
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Would you be interested in taking part in a weekly themed fic challenge in the Suits fandom?

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Title: Lit Up

Chapter: Four

Genre: H/C, slash

Word Count: Roughly 12,000 at current count.

Warnings: Language, overuse of color adjectives, descriptions of a medical issue (epilepsy), graphic sexual content of the slash variety.

Summary: Mike has synesthesia, which turns out to be a blessing, a bit of a curse, and an unconventional way to finally get his boss naked.


A/N:  The conclusion, folks!  I'm so sorry it took me so long to post this last part - I ended up re-writing the whole chapter (literally erased the first version and started from scratch, and it was a good choice despite the delay, trust me!).  Still, it's been a really rough few weeks health-wise and I've been in a lot of pain, which means either I'm too distracted to write well or I'm too doped up on meds to write coherently LOL. I think I managed to scrape together something not too shitty *fingers crossed* but it's also entirely possible that my drug-addled brain is looking at a steaming pile of meaphorical dog crap and seeing it as passable writing, so PLEASE tell me if this has any glaring errors or terrible puns or if it feels disjointed with the rest of the fic or- You know what?  I'm going to stop now before I destroy any positive expectations you might have for this chapter.  At any rate, I REALLY appreciate all the wonderful, kind comments that people have left me about this fic - you've made it so fun and rewarding!  Thank you!  
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( This way to the conclusion! )

 Title: Lit Up
Chapter: Two
Genre: H/C, slash
Word Count: Roughly 10,000 at current count (but later chapters need some editing).
Warnings: Language, overuse of color adjectives, descriptions of a medical issue (epilepsy), graphic sexual content of the slash variety.
Summary: Mike has synesthesia, which turns out to be a blessing, a bit of a curse, and an unconventional way to finally get his boss naked.

A/N: This chapter contains the H/C.  Enjoy!  

Chapter One

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( Mike's brain feels too big for his skull. )

 Title: Lit Up
Chapter: One

A/N 2:  This fic is dedicated to laylabinx, who is just as crazy about Mike whump as I am, who indulges my many ridiculous prompts at the meme, and who writes consistently awesome H/C fics for Suits.  Go check out her work.  Seriously.  It's awesome!  

Title: The Mountains Washed Away, Chapter 3
Author: Phreakycat
Pairing: Danno/Steve
Rating: M
Genre: Adventure, H/C, Slash
Warnings: Some violence, mention of physical injury, boy love (though I think of this as an enticement rather than a warning...)
Summary: Take Steven and Danno and blend well with gunfire and an explosion. Add a healthy dose of whump and season well with banter and unresolved sexual tention. Marinate well in ocean water for several hours and enjoy! Or, the one where I beat the shit out of Steve and force Danno to swim. A lot.

A/N: Okay, so a big fat SORRY FOLKS for the extraordinarily long wait for this chapter.  Yes, I know it's been 7 months.  Yes, I realize that if this fic were a child it would have been removed from my care for neglect by now.  Writing has been difficult the last several months for several reasons, the main reason being that I am in a great deal of pain (and on heavy-duty painkillers as a result).  I was hit by a drunk driver in a car accident a few years ago, which resulted in extensive injuries to one of my hips and and both knees (one more than the other).  I've had lots of surgery to try to fix the damage to my bones, cartilage, and nerves, and I'm currently awaiting insurance approval for yet another one to fix a complication of the LAST surgery.  So basically I've been either in pain (distracting when it comes to writing) or doped up (in which case I just blink owlishly at the screen and giggle at my cursor - also not very productive).  I've tried writing this chapter SO many times and either couldn't get it started or hated what I wrote.  I had sworn I wasn't going to do "post as I write them" fics anymore, so I'm not sure what I was thinking when I posted this fic.  Probably excitement over a new fandom.  It was so SHINY, okay?  IDEK.

Anyway, I am very sorry.  I am also very sorry that I cannot guarantee I will get chapter 4 up any time soon, either.  I promise to try, and I promise it won't be 7 months again, but please be patient with me.  If my surgery is approved soon I'll be spending lots of time in the hospital and very doped up once I'm home, so while I promise to try to wrap things up before then I don't want to set unreasonable expectations.  Also, I ADORE comments from all you kind peoples and I love hearing feedback, concrit, and general fandom glee, but I would like to gently request that folks not leave comments prodding me to update or lamenting the lack of an update.  I certainly don't mind things along the lines of "can't wait to see what happens next," or "looking forward to the next chapter," but comments like "It's been months!  When are you going to update?!" simply make me feel guilty and stressed and like I'm letting people down, which frankly isn't all that helpful in getting the writing process started, OR healing from major surgery. :)  So while I know it's frustrating when an author updates so infrequently, please just know that I am not abandoning the story, I am aware of people's desire to read the rest of the story, and I am working to make it happen as fast as I am able.  

Good lord, that A/N is LONG!  So without further ado, here's the chapter!  Enjoy!


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( "No more malasadas for you..." )

Title: I live in a city sorrow built (It's in my honey, it's in my milk)
Author: Phreakycat
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Angst, H/C, episode tag for 6x13
Warnings: Spoilers all the way up to 6x13, some swearing, man-cuddling
Summary: A fill for this prompt over on the ohsam  H/C meme.  Yes, I filled my own prompt.  Yes, I have issues.  Thanks for asking.  

A/N: So, yeah.  I wrote up this prompt for the meme, then immediately started writing a fill for it.  WTF.  IDEK.  This was literally busted out in about a three hour time period, on little sleep, with a significant amount of merlot in my bloodstream, and it's totally un-beta'd.  So I guess what I'm saying here is that it's not Proust.  But then, you probably knew that already.  Title from the song "Sorrow" by The National.

A/N 2: For anyone following my H50 fic or my Merlin fic, I SWEAR I'm working on updating them.  They're both giving me a lot of writer's block right now, but I promise I haven't given up on them. 

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( Sam was a weepy kid. )