1. Since I am a lameass who totally failed at sending anyone ANYTHING this year, I am offering for Xmas timestamps or alternate POVs of anything I have written. C'mon, all is fair game. If you don't usually request something, go ahead. I will then aim to post them all between the 23rd-25th December.

2. I was meaning to have Robot!Dean done for Xmas but I am just not. HOWEVER, I am willing to post the first part of it, but think very carefully and then answer this poll (I just typed pole first... ha!):

[Poll #1500080]

3. [livejournal.com profile] apieceofcake just ROCKS my socks. I now have a Supernatural fridge magnet, fridge calender and Winchester and snowman adorned card. *glees*

From: [identity profile] kellifer-fic.livejournal.com


"I got what you need right-" Lorne freezes in Lindsay's doorway and quickly shuts his robe as Lindsay, Katie and Lauren all turn wide, shocked eyes on him.

Unfortunately not before all three saw that under the robe he had on nothing but a strategically placed bit of mistletoe.

"Hey, um, Lindsay? Can you come here a sec?" Lorne asks, backing out of the doorway and into the thankfully empty hall. He winces when he hears both Lauren and Katie dissolve into giggles as Lindsay emerges from her room. "So, uh, I seem to have misunderstood your code."

"Code?" Lindsay asks, sounding guileless. She has a faint pink tinge to her cheeks and Lorne can tell she's trying not to laugh.

"Y'know, radioing me all breathy saying that you needed me?" Lorne prods.

"Oh... oh no! I found a tree and we'd been decorating it and I needed someone tall to put the star on," Lindsay says quickly, pulling the red and glittery star free that had been shoved into her top pocket. "I called you when I hadn't been able to get it on after jumping up and down for ten minutes."

"You couldn't, I don't know, stand on a chair?" Lorne demands, snugging his robe tighter when two marines sauntered past, looking much too interested.

"All of the Ancient furniture looks pretty but most of it is structurally unsound. Zelenka is the only one with a step ladder in the whole place and he freaks out if people so much as even look at it. You have to fill out a form to borrow it." Lindsay waves the star around for a moment. "A form!"

"Okay, well, awesome. How about I go back to my room and slip into something a little less mortifying before I come back and help you?"

"Sure, that's... yes. Good," Lindsay says but just as Lorne is turning around, she grabs his elbow. "Oh hey, or you could, you know, give me fifteen minutes and then come back when Lauren and Katie have gone?"

"Okay, yeah, I can do that."
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From: [personal profile] lark_ascends


*laughs hysterically* I love Lorne/Novak. You should write more. ;-P

From: [identity profile] theeverdream.livejournal.com


Aw, poor Lorne, having to slip into something less mortifying!
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From: [personal profile] intermezzo


aldjasldjsa Lorne/Novak FTW! Oh dude, you have no idea how much I love them and how much I love YOU for turning me into their shipper. Love this ficlet. Thank youuuuuu!

Lorneeeeee! Strategically placed mistletoe! asdlkjadlsa *giggles*

From: [identity profile] lizbet0.livejournal.com


{dies laughing} Oh, poor Lorne! That's going to make the gossip rounds faster than light!
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